Twitterstalked - A work in progress
im outside your home
i cant leave you alone
i brought you a knife and a rose
sent from my phone:
"ill sleep in your bones
I just want for us to be close"
on the phone the police
say theyre tracking my tweets
and theyre coming from inside your house
its not easy for me
cause i tend to excede
the one fourty character count
ill tell you my dear
for nearly a year
ive admired you from afar
but now that were near
im beginning to fear
you wont fit in the trunk of my car
In one hand the knife
for ending your life
and bringing my love to an end
with the other ill type
what im doing tonight
"Right now im stabbing your head"