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Dark Thoughts

Chelsea’s fantasy was to get raped Buddy only felt sane when he was at war Joe knew at some point he would get caught Mary was whiter than the driven snow Chelsea’s fantasy was getting stronger Buddy just hated civilian life Joe was stalking his next victim Mary was in chapel confessing dark thoughts Chelsea had made up her mind Buddy walked the streets, anger building up inside him Joe lay in the shadows Mary couldn’t understand her dark thoughts, being so devout Chelsea knew the time had come Joe made his move Buddy saw what was happening Mary prayed on the cross Chelsea felt the grip release Joe pulled out a knife Buddy disarmed him, knocking him down Mary spoke to God begging forgiveness Chelsea pulled out a gun and shot Buddy Joe began to rise Buddy slowly bled to death Mary sat in the confessional box, confessing to murdering two men.

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Date: 12/9/2022 3:14:00 PM
but which one am i..??
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Paul Bell
Date: 12/10/2022 2:18:00 AM
You're the one who always thought Mary was dodgy. lol

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