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Killer

I'd always wondered, dreamed really, How it all could feel The world awash in currant marble Glistening from my skill I only plan perfectionism; A mind as sharp as ice To put my practice to the test I find my first device Never had I known before A feeling such as this For when I felt his last breath draw My veins went warm Like piss Now I'm on a number that, Is really, beyond 'fine' But worry not, it won't be you. You kindly finished my rhyme
AUTHERS NOTE: This is NOT biopic!

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