The Murder of Love

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Plotting the demise of the perfect girl,

a deceitful marriage devoid of mercy.

A hammer and a nail into the chest of my radiant pearl,

I love the taste of this menacing controversy.

Monster! She screamed,

her corpse writhing beneath me.

In a fit of blind fury I pierced her heart,

deep down, I wanted this from the start.

How thrilling to demolish a perfect romance,

the kill feels best when struck by the hands of love.

I would do it again if given the chance,

my blade cascading on her heart from above.

The ultimate taboo,  a love built upon hatred,

I lived for the day I could see her torn and devastated.

Trapped in my rage, she was my beautiful little dove,

I delightfully reminisced about the night I murdered my love.

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