True love is immensely overrated.
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So, when I smash your skull in, remember what I’ve said and also what I’ve done in past incarnations (as a monster).
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But I no longer drink blood from your throat, the rope in the basement is put away, and my brother, the Jabberwocky, is no longer on my calculated mind.
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I found a friend in the darkest of nights.
I only miss my golden coffin’s smell.