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Have I ever told you I killed a man? No, I did. I destroyed his soul, and watched as his wrists bled with the putrid red liquid he preferred to call blood, but he was a freak. There was no blood in him.
Have I ever told you I killed a man? I laughed as he slid the razor through the bits of milky white flesh of his wrists. I mocked and jested at him. As the liquid that gave him life, oozed out of his pores.
Have I ever told you I killed a man? I took away what little life and love he thought he had. I took away my friendship and watched him destroy himself. I took away the light in his life, and destroyed the very fibre of his being.
Have I ever told you I killed a man? I looked deep into his soul, and picked the one thing about him that was not correct in his mind. I used that weakness against him, I destroyed every part of his being.
Have I ever told you I killed a man? He cried, the tears salty, and wet as they oozed down crimson laiden cheeks. I watched him, as the very last vestige of humanity oozed from within him. I watched his cerulean eyes turn black as coal, I watched him die.
Have I ever told you I killed a man? No, perhaps that would be because the man I killed was me.
Have I ever told you I killed a man? I laughed as he slid the razor through the bits of milky white flesh of his wrists. I mocked and jested at him. As the liquid that gave him life, oozed out of his pores.
Have I ever told you I killed a man? I took away what little life and love he thought he had. I took away my friendship and watched him destroy himself. I took away the light in his life, and destroyed the very fibre of his being.
Have I ever told you I killed a man? I looked deep into his soul, and picked the one thing about him that was not correct in his mind. I used that weakness against him, I destroyed every part of his being.
Have I ever told you I killed a man? He cried, the tears salty, and wet as they oozed down crimson laiden cheeks. I watched him, as the very last vestige of humanity oozed from within him. I watched his cerulean eyes turn black as coal, I watched him die.
Have I ever told you I killed a man? No, perhaps that would be because the man I killed was me.