A Fair Warning.

A Fair Warning.

Don't drink the koolaid or step on the glass
This is a fair warning my little lass
The hunter is out and his Dalmatian is searching for another victim
Is it ever enough?
I can see there are pools forming at your eyes
I know it is me that you despise
The bearer of foul news
But I can't help but swim in those eyes
There's frost on the carpet
You left the door wide
And open mouthed you breathe
Like a shark on the scent of blood
I am ready for you my little lass
Hook line and summertime
We'll meet at the bottom of a river's end
In the forest of cancer's blame
And with one final kiss we shall fight
To the death
Your cheek is cold
My fist limp
I am the first to fail you
There is a winter coming
To bury my corpse
As you have no strength to lift the shovel
I'll see you in hell.

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