The blood drips
Slides down her fingers
He lies there
Limp
Lifeless
No movement
No breath
No life
She holds the knife in her hand
Breathing heavily
Her face, angry
Splattered with blood
A hole in his chest
Filled with blood
No expression on her face
No mercy
She gets down on her knees
She takes the dagger
Pushing it into his chest once more
She twists the dagger
He lies there
Unable to defend himself
He is no more
Slides down her fingers
He lies there
Limp
Lifeless
No movement
No breath
No life
She holds the knife in her hand
Breathing heavily
Her face, angry
Splattered with blood
A hole in his chest
Filled with blood
No expression on her face
No mercy
She gets down on her knees
She takes the dagger
Pushing it into his chest once more
She twists the dagger
He lies there
Unable to defend himself
He is no more

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