Obsessed with the wind
I will rip off the hand of whoever touches her , how dare they touch my love I want to chain her,mark her with my blood to repel any low life who even dreams of her I met her at the grocery store for the hundredth time that day, I killed the man who spilled his tea on her dress ,for only my tea was to be on her I strangled her parents for they took her attention from me they took her smile from me she was to breath only my air and touch only my body She was scared of the police who shot people never her , no, my house (for I owned her everything) I shot each officer I saw for she was to be only scared of me My woman tried to ran one day,mhh! she tried to that is so I cracked open her head so I could peel off the thought of leaving me she tried hiding among the dead but I made sure she only had me down there FOREVER TILL THE END ,MY LOVE
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