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EVENING WALK
On a bleak and dreary night My mind was alight With things that weren't right Out I went walking Some call it stalking I don't call it that though When I'm looking in your window I see that you're home I see that you're all alone I'll creep on in Strip your skin It wont take long once I begin Splash the floor red You're dead
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