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I have yalled and screamed

Hit her for no reason

Slapped her around

and thrown her to teh ground  



She holds a gun pointed to my head

Shes kidding, so i laugh

she shoots me twice in the leg

I scream with pain





shes crazy

for she holds my baby

as i lunge and greb the PHONE

not the knife

I say goodbye to my to my unborn son and wife



Now i am lying in a puddle of my own blood on the floor

she has shot me in the head

as the lights fade i slowly and painfully loose my breath

9 months later, a baby is born

who me, his father, is dead