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Torn Apart
Oh that silly girl,
How she makes me cringe and curl.
I love her,
I hate her,
I want her to die,
Because she has my heart
In a crushing grasp.
And with one last gasp,
I see her bloodied hands,
My beating heart,
Her satanic smile,
And hear her final laugh.
Then close my eyes,
Yet to my demise
She is pleased.
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