First, it's your scream

As you see me.

It's full of hopes and dreams.

You've got personality.

Your arm tears off,

And you scream at me to let you go.

Am I being too rough?

Would you prefer to take this slow?

Blood oozes out,

And your eyes plead.

Asking me what this is about.

You beg to be freed.

You begin to lose consciousness,

And any hope of escaping from me.

Your body stills, lifeless,

And I notice that you're pretty.

I'm falling so hard for you,

And you lie dead at my feet.