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My name is Paul

And when it's dark

I walk down stairs

Into a park

There are many trees

Swaying in pride

As I hear a noise

And feel pain in my side

Sploosh a dee sploosh

I am in a puddle

It's warm, not fun

The pain's not subtle

Meniacle laughter

Escapes from her mouth

As she wipes the blade

And points it south

That's where you'll be going

Once you are dead

And she brings it around

To the side of my head

There is colour no more

As sound drifts away

It seems this may be

Walking through the forest

It's warm

And calm

And dark

Trees creaking

Leaves rustling

Wind blowing

Branches snapping

And snapping

And snapping

Volume increases

Panic also increases

They found me

I'm done for

Blades ripe through my side

He walked through the hall

Quiet and calm

Completely uaware

That anything could go wrong

The guests were laughing

At this spectacular ball

As he made his way to her

Looking oh so pretty and tall

It was a night to remember

One he would keep with him forever

A guest approached this man

And an artery he did sever

A few to be specific

Right through his side

The guest rushed away

As the man fell and died

"Brayden!" the lady cried

And ran towards her friend

But it was too late