Counting up the points on my computer screen
Looking for the correct answers
It sometimes hurts to see their logic, it’s so broken
Can’t believe how creative they can be at other times
Killing me that I didn’t think of that first as I select their score and…
Counting down the hours, minutes, and seconds was painful
Letting my emotions swing back and forth, back and forth, twisting my gut in knots
Observing how life seems to move in slow motion making breathing difficult
Can’t seem to make those hands spin any faster, even if I stare so hard at the thing I go blind
Killing time sounds like it would be easy, but now I realize time is killing me instead
Getting aggressive during play fighting
Oblivious to the dangers at hand
Outside the air was turbulent with drama
Such that the only thing you could do to get out of the spinning rut was eject from the situation.
Except that damn glass ceiling got in the way, killing any hope of promotion
She took out the long wooden stake and drove it into his heart
The vampire shuddered once before collapsing to the tabletop
Emily smiled. Buffy had nothing on her
Alan took a step back from her, horrified
Killing someone in cold blood because they liked their sirloin rare seemed a bit over the top
Cool façade in place, she entered the bar
Raucous music assaulted her ears, but her eyes never waivered
Ahead was the bar, and he was at the end of it
Cozying up behind him, she inhaled his musk one last time before she struck
Killing him might have been extreme, but he deserved it
Everyone screamed, but they were drowned out by the music
Downing her pill, she joined him for eternity
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Despite feeling pretty fowl
Uncle Daffy was out hunting
Couldn’t find a single deer, just a damn rabbit
Killing the bunny might have been satisfying, but they weren’t in season
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Just killin’ time behind these here bars
After being such a naughty naughty boy
It makes my poor mother’s black heart break
Livin’ the incarceration dream
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Damn! Why are you so afraid?
All of a sudden the lights went out.
Really? And you are a grown woman?
Killing you will be messier now, and I forgot my Swifter.
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Darwin hefted his heavy crossbow and took aim
Randy was distracting the wyrm with his stupid antics
Allowing Darwin a chance to strike the killing blow
Got to hit it through the eye and into the brainpan
One in a million shot, even at the best of times, but Darwin knew he was better than that
Never counted on the beast blinking. Darwin never felt the flames
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When seven days had gone by
Everything had changed completely
Everyone had gone full zombie on her
Killing her hopes for humanity in such a short period of time
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