Your last kill
It's a shame that we have come to this.
Knocking down the first door,
On the tall building's first floor,
The wooden guard stands still.
Existence is proven,time to get back
To bitter stagnation.I am your last kill.
May you perish with your poisonous greed
and hunger for a little thrill.
A little thrill in a slow-motion city scene.
The fork in your eye will be my confident self,
While my body's under a heavy bookshelf,
In the lake,may my body remind you,
oh,forever.I am your last kill.
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