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A twist of faith
A knife in the dark
A stab to kill
The living spark
She swore to love
Now life’s undone
She’ll never know
What she’d begun
He left her bleeding
In the night
She didn’t even
Try to fight
He wanted more
Than she could give
And so he took
Her will to live
A stab, a slash
Then nothing more
Her pounding heart
Made his feel sore
A knifecut was
Her only gain
And once more she
has loved in vain
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