You've cast me into your spell. I'm bleeding and crying for you. I sit in the kitchen looking at the knife that could cut me through.
Help me ease the pain.
A quick stab in the heart and then I will vanish into pollution and flutter away like a wounded butterfly.
The sound of my very last breath flutters past your ear quickly and smoothly. The sound helps you tear down fear. You knew I would find you and shoot you in the head.
You remembered the threatening letter I sent. Do not worry. I'll still keep my word and stand by what I said. I will get you back.
You threw my heart out and now its pay back. I forgive all that you have said. Remember? I am dead.
Just watch out and watch every step you take. You might be stabbed with the same knife that ended my last breath.
