A Faceless Killer

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Was it Halloween? Zombies, ghouls, psychopaths, fools? No, worse, unsettling, rude- like a missile to rotten corpses, it was a killer of dreams. On a tempestuous night, stormy, the fire cackling, music playing, she stared with passion, romance....

Was it Halloween? Zombies, ghouls, psychopaths, fools?

No, worse, unsettling, rude- like a missile to rotten corpses, it was a killer of dreams. On a tempestuous night, stormy, the fire cackling, music playing, she stared with passion, romance. Stomach fluttering, heartbeat wafting those amoric thuds, me thinking, ‘hot,’ I feel the breeze- my loins shifted. And her mouth parting, legs long, and brazier bulbously busting I smile a big, jester’s gleam. ‘You're beautiful,’ I said, me tense, now swooning.
Then she farted. Poof! The moment was murdered. Quiet, eyes downtrodden, solemn and moped I left second thoughtlessly.
I’ll never forget her love though.
Nor how she died to me.

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