A Homicidal Suicidal Perfection


She says please
He says why
She crys I'm sorry
He whispers don't cry
She drops her head
He lifts her chin
He wipes her tears
She whimpers you don't have to do this
He screams you did this
He walks down the hall
She follows
He opens the door
They walk in
She looks in the mirror
He goes to the bed
She turns around
He reaches under the mattress
He pulls it out
Points it at her
She falls to her knees
Her head hits the floor
He looks in the mirror
tears fall down his face
He holds it up
He says I'm so sorry
He falls to his knees
His head hits the floor
a homicidal suicidal perfection

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