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I see the tear drops As they hit my notebook I watched you walk down the hallways And all the breaths that you took Then you stopped and turned around And gave me the dirtiest look I feared the loss of you I feared the sight of you All those mispent days All those crooked pictures in your mind So I decided to walk down your street Papers blown all over Then I stopped infront of your home I see you, Sweat dripping from your forehead Like an endless running faucet Blood stains your hands like the Photographs stained in your mind Seven houses burning And you haven't done it I traced your footsteps I watched you kill several innocent people Pored gasoline on the front steps Lined it up to the top of the street And lit that match..... |