Untitled horror poem

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I see her standing at my door,

As I'm falling to the floor.

I see her gun pointed at my chest,

I close my eyes, soon I will rest.

I see the floor begin to flood,

I realize now that it's my blood.

She comes across the room to me,

She feels my pulse, I cannot see.

I feel her breath on my neck,

I hear her whisper, "See you in a sec."

She puts the gun against her head,

She pulls her trigger, now she's dead.

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