Last Wed I came home last wed, To find a corpse in my bed. Twas not alarmed that he was dead, But that he'd lost his head. I was staring in "aw" For I stepped upon his jaw. I moved to find a piece of glass, Lodged deep inside his ass. The floor, dark like mud When I stepped I slipped on his blood. I looked to my left to find eyes beneath my bed, I was dragged under, For I too, was now dead.
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