The bullet flies through the air and hits him. Just as he kissed her. She catches his body and lays him on the floor, his blood staining her white dress.
A fake sob comes out of her mouth as she rests his now limp body on the floor, her arms wrapped around him with her head in his chest. She smiles to herself and begins to laugh. She had been waiting for him to pull the trigger.
She looks up to see her secret lover wink at her, she gets up then runs towards him, she jumps into his arms before they run away into the night, the kings crown in her hand.
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Poetry/ Random shorts
PoetryRandom shorts and poetry about basically anything. Things I write in school to just random things I come up with. Hopefully some are inspiring. Sometimes i write how i feel and it helps. They're bad so... be warned I just write because I get bored...
