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
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