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Black Note 71 Black Poem I still hear the screams I still remember the pain after the hit I slowly see the reflexion of the knife I look straight in your eyes And its just hate staring back I’m looking for the love You once showed me But its just hate You pull the knife Straight into my chest Aimed for my heart You pull the knife out. I see the drops flow out from my chest I raise my hand to you and say: “Kill me if you want to. But it will not stop my love for you.” You raise the knife to my throat. “Shut up!” Then I feel the knife edge cutting my throat. I fall down on my knees. With the blood flowing out I look at you one last time with love in my eyes. And just hate starring back at me.
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