He knew that she would leave the light on for him
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Suppose that it was possible that she forgot this night
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Only the crescent moon dragged its way across the dirt path he walked on
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And as he closed his eyes, his mind began to drift away
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This time was the only time he was able to cover her mouth
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as he ripped apart her chest with his nails
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Her screams soaked his hand with with spit and blood
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As she fell to the floor, he walked away with joy
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Our Second Home
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| A Life Once Lost |
