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Dec 2017
Shhhhhhhh
Here I come
In through the front door
I came to see you
Through the halls, I creep just to be near you
Into the kitchen, I go
To see if you're there
Next to the bathroom
But you're not there
Then to the bedroom, I come
And here you are
resting so peacefully
and guess what
I brought a knife
with your name on it
Shhhhhhhhh
I'll be done before the morn
Croiyon
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Croiyon  18/M/North America
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