It's just me barely breathing Sasquatch beating at my door Sasquatch hungry the crow's no more He makes a hole with his fist He grabs my wrist He breaks it with a twist I scream "stop" with a lisp There is a blade in the shade I grab it, thrust at him, but it's a miss He picks me up He slams me down The stars are spinning round "Hold on" I say He doesn't stop, I must sound say I tried to be nice It's why I missed with the knife I just gambled with my life He snaps my neck He takes my checks He picks his teeth with my bones I am dead I am sad I could come back I'm not mad It's just me being nice I've been had
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