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Riddled with stab wounds

By 4 she was home in her small apartment

By 9 her new lover had left her to be

By midnight she sang in the quiet night time air

By 8 she was found, riddled with stab wounds

Unexpectedly

She had disappeared

Butchered by me

I made her worst fears

Now she is gone

Gutted and filleted

It may have been wrong

I brought the end of her days

Shocked now as her abdomin

Can no longer hold back her bowels

Stabbed at least fourty times

Her body remains on the ground

Blood is pooling everywhere

Seeping from her tattered wounds

As she quickly turns cold

Her consciousness dies as she swoons

My bloodlust now beyond control

I stalk them in the dead of night

Prostitutes that lurk the streets

Feed my violent appetite