Bare faced lies about your size
your decency in nature
no apology can save her
she has to die
she finally crossed the line
the venom spat at you online
a vicious sentence structure
her arteries shall rupture
face to face
no war in cyberspace
Nevada
Box cutter
Divide her
In the red room you were found
"do you like me" was the question
your identity so pleasant washed away
replaced by pure disgrace
and now the lights are out
and the mist has flourished scarlet
you were carving up the harlot
when they came
to take you far away
Nevada
Box cutter
Divide her