The girl in your M.O.
I know, once you're done you'd go leave the traces of your masterpiece make me relive the nightmare I know, you chose me for a reason maybe I fit in your M.O. am I one of the girls you fantasize about? do I spark up your eyes? now that I'm cold six feet below do you wander around the town? find another one to hunt down?
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