Spin Again

so yeah i decided that for me the key to consistancy is inconsistancy
so here it is
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She loved him like no one else before her
Perfect or defective take your pick
Regardless he expected perfection that was impossible
Her all was less than expected
The morning after (he left) was blanketed
White foreshadowing the contrast
He found her near the window
Next to the blood spatters the wall read
"one last shot"
She always loved irony
Whoever said women prefer not to make a mess lied
As her finger twitched sweet crimson velvet met white lace stiched together by shards of glass
That day a line wass crossed, maybe that of the finish
He was jack-knifed to the corner near her by his sudden realization
She was everything he ever needed and she was gone
Her piercing eyes still cut, questioned
Why?
How?
What? was enough
He closed her questions before he dialed the three numbers
9-1-1
Gravity filling its place he took her gun
She left him a bullet whether it was on purpose or lucky coincidence
That day a girl sacrificed for the boy she loved
And he matched her sacrifice
Two unspoken tests were passed