Threat 2
I'll watch you like an owl. you'll fade away slow. Just as the wind blows. Soon your blood will flow. You'll soon die. And your heart I will fry. I'll rejoice when you're no more. I'll steal your core. I'll slit your neck. Every day I'll make your veins check. It's your time to die. Trust me no one will cry.
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