WITH HIS MIND FULL OF SO MUCH HATE,
HE GRABS THE SHARPEST KNIFE FROM THE KITCHEN DRAWER,
WALKING TO THE ROOM. SHE REMAINED.
CRAZY PASSION. A LOVE NO MORE.
HE STABS HER. STABS HER...SO COLD.
SHE CANT FIGHT BACK NOW. SO NUMB.
SHES WISHING TO TAKE IT ALL AWAY.
HE HATES WHAT HAS BEEN DONE.
THAT HE MUST CALL THE SHOTS.
HER COLD LIFELESS BODY. NAKED ON THE FLOOR.
HER HALF-HEARTED LOVER, TREMBLING LIKE A BABY.
HE WALKS TO THE SHAKING CONCUBINE.
THE MAN BEGS 'PLEASE?!'
UP GOES HIS KNIFE. SINKING IS THE BLADE.
NO MORE PAIN. NO MORE SANE.
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