Dark MessengerWhat a mess, what a bloody mess you’ve left behind. Does it give you some comfort as you lay there bleeding that you’ve put up a fight against me? It could have been so much simpler if you hadn’t fought back but you did. A pathetic worthless maggot like yourself should have accepted death that I brought. As a dark messenger it is my job to this, to let you know that it was your wife who paid me to end your life. She knew about the other women, and how you were doing “special favors” for your boss. Yet this is none of my concern, nothing personal but you had this coming for months now. But I suppose telling you this now is worthless as well. SDark Messenger
Lasting Love of a Kind WomanTaking a seat at the bar, I try to forget the echo of her voice in my head. Everywhere I go, no matter how far and how long, I always find myself in my own personal seat in hell. It seems no one forgets who I am, not the barkeeper who gives me the usual Jack Daniels or the people who stare and talk about me as if the spot light was only on me. I take drink of good old Jack yet I find myself remembering her, someone who had a dream yet gave it all away just to be with me. I clench my fist and take another drink, trying to drowned the feelings that were coming back to me. She was the sweetest woman anyone could meet, always caring for those sheLasting Love of a Kind Woman
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I'm not mean. You're just a sissy.
Frank: you should see what i have to do to make them say i'll have your babies
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