Another violent act.
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Her body was found
the next afternoon,
it was too late,
and too soon,
the search had reached it’s end,
she was suppose to be out with a friend,
her car was in the drive-way,
her apartment was in total disarray,
bound body on the bed,
nude,
several hours, dead,
she didn’t answer the phone or the door,
a ghost sat in silence for a moment,
staring at the floor,
confused, but experiencing death,
but he wasn’t too sure,
he thought all life was pure.
Was he wrong?
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