Use the following photo to inspire a piece of writing in any form (poetry, prose, whatever).
Photo Credit: Xaviarnau via iStockPhotoBANG, BANG
Bang, bang, I shot him dead
Bang, bang, right in the head
Bang, bang, it served him right
Bang, bang, he knew I might
Why did he treat me the way that he did
All I ever did was love him with all my heart
I tried to do everything his way
But he never appreciated one little thing
I had put him on a pedestal
Groveling at his feet
He wasn't a god, I know that now
But love blinded my common sense
I put up with all his crap
I really tried to make it work
But he mock and scolded and sometime beat
I had no choice, he left me none
Bang, bang, I shot him dead
Bang, bang, right in the head
Bang, bang, it served him right
Bang, bang, he knew I might
Sorry, this got dark, but then again, the prompt was dark.
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