My mind is thinking of all the woman I loved and killed. I keep them hanging on my tree I keep them to remind me of how I was treated in the past. I laugh cause my tree is in my mind so I will never get caught in these crimes I create. I loved I killed and I laughed no one can’t understand why my mind thinks that way but I think crazy is not a sin its a way of life.
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