I’d tell you all my dirty secrets,
But you know that’d kill the fun.
When I tell you to kiss me,
I expect you to press your lips against the gun.
My lips are locked and loaded,
You’re just part of the gore.
I promise you’ll be my next chalk outline
Face down upon the floor.
Lay beside me for tonight,
Breathe so quietly this last time.
You don’t know but soon you’ll be erased,
Just like an overused rhyme.
I told you I’d tell you all my dirty secrets
But you knew that’d kill the surprise.
I’d miss that final look of horror
Scared forever into your eyes.
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