wasted
.
blood gushed from her mouth spilling the glass
one last agonal breath she gasped
almond smell was on her lips
slumped to the table, dead
caught us by surprise
poison they say
instant death
watch her
die
.
wasted . blood gushed from her mouth spilling the glass
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