Alphabet Soup for a Murderess

Astounding. Beautiful - that's how it began.
Contempt ensued, followed swiftly by Disillusion…
Eat - lost all appetite, not even Friendship.
Guillotine in the corner, smiles as we
Hurl
Insults.
Jealousy is a dangerous creature.
Killing him seems a splendid thought.
Lying there, morphine-viagra spritzer administered, suddenly realise
Mum's coming over
Norman, out cold.
O god, Please forgive me!
Quiet. Respond, my darling!
Slapper, Tart.
Unforgiving lazy eye stares back.
Vermin, good riddance.
What next?
X Factor on telly, only the innocent sleep ... ?
Zzz.

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