I find a dark corner, where I hide
Somewhere I know they will not find
Decomposure fills my lungs
While I hold the knife to stab the young
One by one they dissappear
Until someone will reappear
'I've come back' the young one soon will say
But only because they blocked the way
And she finds me fast
Only because she was the one to last..
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