What does it take to kill a man? A knife to the throat. Oh, how the ever helpful Mrs Simpson screamed; gurgling and choking on the blood. Oh, how she held her throat, frantically trying to stop the bleeding. Oh, how she looked at me and pleaded with her eyes. Oh, how blood slowly drained from her face as she turned pale. Oh, how she wriggled on the kitchen floor of her house. And how her skin felt, as cold as ice, when she finally stopped moving. A cold death for a cold heart. What does it take to kill a man? A gun to the head. Oh, how the resourceful Mr Jackson, begged and begged for his life. Oh, how sweat drops formed and slided down his forehead as the minute passed. Oh, how he started to shiver when I put the gun to his head. Oh, how truthful and obedient a man becomes when his own life is on the line. Oh, how he whimpered quietly on the floor, blood oozing out of the fresh bullet hole in his head. A violent death for a violent man. What does it take to kill a...
Ramblings and work of a geek.
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