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May 2016
Blood splatters as I run this blade through
Your heart explodes with red liquid running out
Drip, drip, drip, I want to drink your blood
But wouldn't that be too strange?
I don't know, just wiping this knife with my handkerchief
I stare into your lifeless eyes, wondering why
Wondering why you had to push it too far
All the mockery and making fun
You had to push me to the breaking point
Now you end up with the devastating result
I'll end up in prison forever
But I still made your face an expression of shock
Thinking you can really get away with everything
The answer has been my blade in your heart
Now you probably wish you never said anything
Now you probably wish you never did anything
But it's too late for all of that
Might as fall down and just bleed out and die
Sorry you had to take it too far
james arthur powell
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james arthur powell  44/M/Dubois, Pa
(44/M/Dubois, Pa)   
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