My precious, gorgeous, beauty
Here you lie in my arms
I like the way you look
I like the way you smell
You ask me why
I whisper in my mind
Because I love you
It is like you've read it in my eyes
I like the way you breath
Your last breathe away
I like your hair
A little bit wet and red
Yes, I did it
I walk out the door and scream
He's dead
I killed him.