Korean Update

Remember that girl,
who took the one you always thought about?
Well, today I have great news, she is dead.
I burnt her long, black hair and ripped out
 her pretty blue fingernails.
She promises and pleads, but all I hear is the
maple tree growing leaves like it had once before.
I can feel the atmosphere's pressure lighten, and
begin to feel the Earth turning again as I
take out her kneecaps.
It is a little dramatic, but I don't care.
She's probably stealing an angel's boyfriend somewhere.