You realized this wasn't like our last date...
I will always remember what I did that night.
The knife was lightweight and reflected the light.
It swung down, piercing the air, torwards your chest.
You try to catch my arm, too late... you tried your best.
This was it, the end, goodbye.
As I washed my hands...
I washed my hands of your blood that night.
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