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4. pain
standing at a gravesite, wondering where it all went wrong//
in the background plays a chilling song, as they lower my departed mom//
I'm gone, in a world of my own cold mind//
remebering the time, all the fault is mine//
it was a cold night, when I heard a noise//
sprinting from my bed, as I was tripping on some toys//
heard a bang then thud, as I headed down the stairs//
in my sleeping wears, as I my eyes show blurry stares//
see a figure at the foot of steps, grab the gun I hide and quietly begun to crept//
the shadow turns around, and holds their hands in air//
take aim and shoot, I can hear the skinned flesh tear//
with the shot I fired, my father turns on the light//
tears I start to fight, as I see the body with fright//
so now you know the reason that my departed mothers gone//
cuz that body that night, was my midnight snacking mom//
sorry about the shitty verse, I wrote it in 7 min thinking he'll no-show
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Prepare for a moon spanking
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