Haunting

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What's to say it wont come back to haunt me?

What's to say I'll ever be sane again?

What's to say I haven't killed more than three?

What's to say the number is really ten?

You haven't an idea of what I've done

How my lonely life shall haunt my demise

The darkest demons have finally won

And so I'll leave you a little suprise

As my body vanishes from this world

No longer am I the young youthful girl

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