Who Could Love A Psychopath?
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I slashed through my victims' last piece of flesh. The room was splattered in blood. I was panting with adrenaline coursing through my veins. I was about to go hunt for another victim when I was stopped dead in my tracks. I saw her. She was standing by a window with a glass in her hand. Her radiant posture said it all. She was rich. Her fancy white dress helped that claim. She sipped from her glass and looked out the 5 story window. She gazed at the busy nighttime streets before she disappeared behind the fancy looking curtains. One glance is all it took for me to fall so fast.. my eyes fell upon an angel. But who could love a psychopath?
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