He's holding her hand
And caressing her face
As they look into each others eyes
Now he's gently brushing her hair
From her forehead, where he plants a tender kiss
The distance between their bodies is close
And getting closer
Their arms slide around each other
As if to declare, the other is mine.
Then a cry of pain and a flow of red
Falls onto the floor
A flash of blood stained metal
Glints briefly in the sun
Wide eyes stare upon the face,
Whose loving gaze has now gone cold
Dropping down onto the floor
With a look that just asks 'Why? '
Nothing in my life is a reason
That it should end here and now.
But her eyes have changed
From the warmth of love
To the cold of a killer
She has no motive
She doesn't care.
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