Lend me your sharpie

I know it was you
I know it, I know it
Because my gut tells me so
Give me some sharp and I’ll show it

Your blade to my flesh
Go deeper and deeper
That blade may be rusty
But damn you’re a keeper

Thin air that vanished
Just silence, no sound
Some bleeding intestines
And me, on the ground

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