|The air is filled with a sanguine mist
and the stench of what she has just become.
I laughed inside as her last breath hissed,
her eyes rolled back, and she succumbed.
You should never have betrayed my love.
You will always be my love.
I still can hear your frightened shriek
as the barrel clanks upon my teeth.
My life is done; I'm so afraid.
Perhaps I will try a razor blade.
I only wanted your love.
I will never be your love.