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arms sprawled around her beautiful, pale figure,
her heart beat fades, how could i pull the trigger?
her hair was like corn silk,
her creamy skin was the color of milk.
her kisses were sweet, soft, her lips are still inviting,
her eyes still bright even in the poor lighting.
her body still appeals to me,
getting closer, this is my last chance to see.
i pull her lifeless body into my lap as the blood continues to
 poor,
her short life was over, i seem to love her more.
you broke my heart,
now i get to tear you apart.
but how could i destroy this creation?
easy, she destroyed me without reservation.
i pull the gun to my head,
she told me i was better off dead.
the bullet blasts through my skull,
now i feel whole.
her ghost welcomes me,
this is where i was meant to be.
her hands cup my face,
her lips lock with mine, she's setting the pace.
my hands travel over her cold skin,
know better then to trust her again.