Knife

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Sharp and quick

Strong and defenseful

Behold the love

Of a sensitive stab

To the heart

Let the blood

Pour out of you

Watch it pool up unto the floor

In pain

And agony

It's too late to turn back

It isn't something to mess around with

It's like a trap

Once your stuck

Your bounded in

Just know

Your life is dwindling away

As you see the light for one

Last time

Goodbye

And

Rest in peace

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