Who knew it was going to end up like that?
          	He never knew she was the killer.
          	She never knew he was murdered by her own fucking hands.
          	Yet here they are, taking each other's side.
          	Sticking to each other, not caring about.
          	He is always pissed whenever she skips her meals.
          	She gets irritated at the idea of hum with other.
          	Who knew it was going to end up like that?
          	
          	
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