Like rainy days

From the sadness of his heart

His lighter Self Is never coming back

He is a lone Wolf

Feared by all

Michelangelo was sharpening his collections of knives
Bloody from the punks he had killed he laghed like an Pcyhco
And thought of the pain he had caused to the remander of the foot
Michelangelo was a assainane

Looking up

He laughed like crazy

Already cracked

Blood everywere

The Death of his family taking it's toll

On his mind

No one to keep him strate

So now He was to far to save

He remembered his drastic changes and the old Michelangelo came back for a
second but the new one flushed it out with Beer and Alcohol wiping his lip
he was going to do a very important mission

Blood from innocent people was not enough

Hired by Evil he was to kill

He will never return

He has reached his end

Michelangelo put on his coat and slid the Knives in it's pockets
He was to kill
A girl named Knight
He walked in the shadows
And when he saw her
He laughed
As he pushed the hard dagger into her heart
He was not sad
But just Laughed he saw a police man and ran
But the guy took a gun
And in one second
Michelangelo was dead

Hidden by lust

For sweet blood

That was his crime

And old scars to pass

As the Bullet came

He was gone

And no more

R&R