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sweeney's coming, donning razor, he come's, for you,
wicked grin, fulfill revenge, you know, it's true,
at night, ghostly sound,
of blood, drips down,
of the, victim that, had kept, him waiting,
it's done, no more, is left, for hating,
his darkness, his life, is fading.
sharp screams, behind corridor
he leaves, behind his, bloody floor,
furnace room, limp bodies, the smell, the gore,
fires light, had shown, a figure, he once, had known.
his lucy, his wife, the thought, of now, being alone.
his hate, renewed for, a liar, was she
words did, nothing for, the likes, of he.
mrs. lovett, the liar, this is, her doom.
was thrown, in to, the furnace, in the, boiler room.
dropping his, razor turns, to lucy, on the, bloody ground,
sorrowed eyes, hate vanished, heart begins, to pound.
kneeling down, he holds, her tight, reflecting on, his strife.
the little, boy the, silver razor, ends poor, sweeney's life,
and there, lifeless amongst, the dead, the foolish, barber and, his wife.
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