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I look at you with knife in hand

And wonder what you plan on doing.

I should know what you have planned,

Seeing as I have been viewing.

Your thoughts are so unclear to me

I have been blinded by my heart.

It is time to be set free,

Time for us to be pulled apart.

I didn't realize it that night,

But you planned on cutting my love.

It was just then that I caught sight

Of the fate given from those above.

I watched you take that knife,

And stab it at my spirit.

Somehow I still had life

But that has now been bit.

Nowadays I wish we had continued

But I feel the tears coming.

I feel a very sorrowful mood

Covered by my humming.