The wind blows

I hate your lies

I'm getting over you.

I'll save myself

Get away from me

I want to win this fight!

Slash the neck

Blood sprays everywhere

The gleaming naked body

The brests sagged

I was happy with my handiwork.

Submitted: June 02, 2011

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