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Killing Without Regret

i'm going to kill him yes he's going to die slam... he's still going swing swing swipe he is infinitely fast quicker than my eye slam i missed again so i'll stand and wait wait for the right moment to strike he comes right for me just getting out of the way i watch as he dose circles around me he's so fast there he is sitting so still i move ever so slowly and raise my weapon tasting the kill i'm going to kill him yes he's going to die one step closer and with lightning speed sllam... i smile as i see a smear of blood so wheres the next fly (i started writing this in less than 30 seconds)

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 9/2/2009 4:43:00 AM
I understand this completely. Nicely penned . Sara
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Date: 9/2/2009 4:40:00 AM
Poor fly. I felt like I was watching the whole act. Great write ! james
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