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Spree Killer

 

...lifeless body in front of his eyes, he looks her execrably with bloody hands.No, not hate, he touches on her hair. What murder is this? He has been the killer of everyone except her. His eyes fill with tears, he now realizes what he is doing, can't bear to this, he sticks a knife in his own heart...and end...no...



Every time the knife stuck to his heart, the pen touched the paper. Each time a tear fell on the sheet, the other set on fire. Every step of the way, his eyes searched for her. Whom? Who can someone who has lost himself seek? Hush! Nobody understands. The empty room filled with the smell of cigarettes...a glass of wine...and finished...the door knocked. He picks up a knife from the table and comes near the door.                                                                                     
                                                                                                             ~A.Alizade

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