Bloody Hands

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The gun in her hand was at aim, her mom just outside the door

She would open it any second, the girl had to get ready fast

It had to be quick,

It had be real,

It had to work or else all would fail

The alarm ticked down, time itself losing seconds

And soon there would be only seconds left

Nobody could find out, it had to be discreet

It had to be now, there was no other chance

Otherwise she'd be sinking into a sand pit, slowly killing herself

Why did it have to be this way, why couldn't she be normal, why, she asked

Her mom's feet stormed up the stairs, she knew it was now or never

She pulled back the trigger once, 

Safety off for all, it had to be fast

Her mom came closer, she chided herself to shoot

And then to door was open, she wish she could take her eyes away for this

She shut her eyes, the sound of bullet smashing skull

The blood dripped, the skull caved in, the blood splattered on her hand

And a gasp

The mom stared in shock, the last thing she saw

And the sound of the body thumping to the floor

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Bloody Hands

The girl's hand went limp and then gun fell out of her hand

Eyes glazed over

As the mom watched the bullet hit the center of her daughter's skull

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