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**** you! I hate you! She screams inside her head as she's rolled over away from the demon in her bed She can't remember how she ever loved him so much Now her skin crawls at his slightest touch She can take no more She's so upset She can cry  no more tears because she has none left She quietly slips off their marriage bed and tiptoes down the stairs She looks for the gun in her locked box and finds it there She puts a bottle of gas and matches in her pocket The  box is rehidden after she locks it She ascends the stairs and enters the room The pistol discharges with aloud boom Blood soaks the pillow He's still and dead She unloads another round into his head He's  ****** and lifeless But she's not done yet She's gonna burn this demon till there's nothing left A lit match ignites his corpse from his head to his feet She covers her eyes and stands back from the heat She stares at the charred mess that she used to call her man Then she raises the pistol still in her left hand Her greatest love has become her greatest hate She closes her eyes Pulls the trigger... And escapes
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Jan 25, 2014
Jan 25, 2014 at 2:16 PM UTC
Love Kills
**** you! I hate you! She screams inside her head as she's rolled over away from the demon in her bed She can't remember how she ever loved him so much Now her skin crawls at his slightest touch She can take no more She's so upset She can cry  no more tears because she has none left She quietly slips off their marriage bed and tiptoes down the stairs She looks for the gun in her locked box and finds it there She puts a bottle of gas and matches in her pocket The  box is rehidden after she locks it She ascends the stairs and enters the room The pistol discharges with aloud boom Blood soaks the pillow He's still and dead She unloads another round into his head He's  ****** and lifeless But she's not done yet She's gonna burn this demon till there's nothing left A lit match ignites his corpse from his head to his feet She covers her eyes and stands back from the heat She stares at the charred mess that she used to call her man Then she raises the pistol still in her left hand Her greatest love has become her greatest hate She closes her eyes Pulls the trigger... And escapes
lady-francis
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Jan 25, 2014
Jan 25, 2014 at 2:16 PM UTC
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