It Was A Crime Of Passion, by LaShawnna
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She was going to leave him, he had to think quick.He
couldn't let her go, he loved her with all his heart.Finally
he had a plan, he called her on the phone and asked her for
one last meet, and she agreed.Finally it was time, she
walked up to his house, he answered the door and she came
in.He hesitated for a minute or two, but finally worked up
the courage to pull the gun out.She looked him with shocked
eyes, but yet she didn't move, he looked at her and
whispered baby I love you.Then he pulled the trigger and she
fell.He began to cry he didn't hesitate when he put the gun
to his head and pulled the trigger, It was a crime of
passion he loved her with all he had.He couldn't bear the
thought of losing his love, so now they both rest in peace.
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Posted: 2005-10-30 16:30:58 UTC |
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2005-11-07 05:43:16 | |
load of shit
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