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I said I was leaving
U took up the knife
U rubbed it against my neck
U rubbed it against yours
Tears fell from my eyes
What will I do?
Will he killed me.
He put down the knife
"Baby remember we said
Till death do us Part".

I know it doesn't make any sense but the others will be better..

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