With words like hell's eternal fire, my heart was lit aflame with a never ending downpour of emotion and sorrow. With the horrifying realization that my love has vanished, I fell to my knee's. She stood there, with a slightly smug face and mercilessly kicked my gut. "You're such
(more) a loser, It's a no-brainer I'd be seeing other men.", she spoke without a care.
She walked away, with her usual sway of the hip. Her golden hair relaxed in the breeze, and the sun shined on her ruby red heels. I stood up. "How dare you!", I yelled. She froze. I knew that it was my time to be abusive. No longer will I put up with these horrible beatings. I reached into my coat pocket and grasped my steel redeemer. With a swift movement, she now found herself in a life or death situation as she looked down the barrel of my .38 special. she began to speak,"Tom, don'-." The onlooking birds flew away.(less)
