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    dots Submission Name: That ill-fated evening.dots
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    Author: devil666
    ASL Info:    26/M/NewHampshire
    Elite Ratio:    1.63 - 9/50/38
    Words: 316
    Class/Type: Story/Love
    Total Views: 641
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    Bytes: 2138



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    dotsThat ill-fated evening.dots
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    HALF PAST FIVE, I WAS WATCHING THE SUNSET,
    LYING ON THE GRASS, SOFT LIKE VELVETTE.
    SIPPING ON HOT TEA & EATING FRIED CULETS,
    BEAUTIFUL EVENING & EVERYTHING SO PERFECT.

    JUST THEN I HEARD THE SOUND OF A MOTORBIKE,
    A MAN GOT DOWN WITH HIS MUCH OLDER WIFE.
    TOGETHER THEY HELD HANDS AND ATE FRENCHFRIES,
    SUDDENLY A VAGABOND BEGAN TEASING THE MAN'S WIFE.

    TOUCHED HER BUTTOCKS AND UTTERED LEWD WORDS,
    WHEN QUESTIONED HE STARTED TO SHOUT AND CURSE.
    DRUNK AS HELL SO VAGABOND NOT IN HIS SENSES,
    STRUCK HARD, HE BLED LIKE A WOMAN IN HER MENSES.

    VAGABOND CHARGED, RAN TO STRIKE THE MAN'S HEAD,
    BY NOW THE FAMILY MAN'S EYES WERE GLOWING RED.
    GRABBED A BUTCHER KNIFE & DROVE IT RIGHT IN THE HEART,
    KNIFE IN THE MIDDLE, VAGABOND'S CHEST NOW IN TWO PARTS.

    SCREAMING AND STAGGERING HE FELL TO THE GROUND,
    POLICE RUSHED TO THE SCENE LIKE A PACK OF GREYHOUNDS.
    NICE EVENING RUINED BY THIS INCIDENT, EVERYONE SPEECHLESS,
    VAGABOND IN A POOL OF BLOOD, HE LAY DEAD MOTIONLESS.

    CIRCUMSTANCES TURNED A SAINT INTO A MURDERER,
    WOMAN CRYING WITH HER HEAD ON HER MAN'S SHOULDER.
    KNOWING PRISON WOULD SEPERATE HER FROM HER DEAR LOVER,
    HEART BELONGED TO HER HUSBAND, THERE'D BE NO OTHER.

    MAN HANDCUFFED, SURROUNDED BY SOME RUTHLESS COPS,
    PRESS AND PEOPLE HOVERING LIKE DRAGONFLIES AND WASPS.
    THRUST INTO THE VEHICLE ADMIST ALL THIS BLOODY COMMOTION,
    TEARS DOWN THE WIFE'S CHEEKS SEEING THE POLICE VAN IN MOTION.

    AFTER A WHILE EVERYTHING WAS BACK TO NORMAL,
    WIFE AT HOME NOW, HER FACE WHITE AS MARBLE.
    BURDEN OF HER LIFE NOW HEAVIER THAN BOULDERS,
    LONGED FOR NO OTHER MAN, HER LIFE WAS NOW OVER.

    WIFE CONFINING HERSELF TO FOUR WALLS OF THE MANSION,
    GAZING AT HER HUSBAND'S POTRAIT SO HANDSOME.
    HUSBAND SHEDDING TEARS TOO IN THE DARK PENITENTIARY,
    WIFE LEADING A BARREN LIFE WITH JUST HER MAN'S MEMORIES.




    Submitted on 2009-05-10 07:13:10     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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