"Oh?"
"What is it?"
"I heard a gunshot."
"Well, you did pull the trigg-"
"No, I did not."
"What are you saying? I just saw you point it to the bastard's head and--WHAM!!!"
"That sound effect was terribly exaggerated."
"You still shot your wife, Professor Covius."
"I am telling you, I did not shoot her."
"Then who did?"
"The gun moved on its own...Dear me. What are these foolish words being uttered by my mouth?"
"Are you really joking at a time like this?"
"With my sense of humour if I were really joking you would be roadkill right now, Mr. Lifewood."
"Kekekekekekeke. The irony. Do, grant me the pleasure of taking your name when you die. I love ironic situations and insinuations, you see."
"Christ. Your alter ego decides to make an appearance now of all times?!"
"Oh? I smell blood. Are we in the middle of killing right now?"
"Yes. We need to leave now before the authorities discover us."
"Mmm. But why run?"
"Pardon?"
"They will find us sooner or sooner."
"it is sooner or later."
"No it is not. Sooner or later sounds juvenile. Sooner or sooner."
"When will you cease your juvenile arguing?"
"Who is that?"
"Honestly I've no clue. It's fun."
"I grow weary, captors."
"Who is there?"
"Oh. I hear a voice. Is that you Margie!?"
The limitations of you humans really do astonish me. I am dumbfounded by your incompetence. Congratulations."
"Where are you?"
"Where are you Margie?!"
"Look below you."
"Huh. I thought we shot you."
"O-O"
"I shot myself."
"Eh! Must be nice..."
"We should really go now."
"Shall I assist you?"
"Assist with what?"
"Your leave."
"Actuall-"
"Sure! Please. Go ahead! So kind of you."
"Marvelous."
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I N M E M O R I A M
Prof. Antonio Covius
December 13, 1973 - 2016
Officer Matthew Lifewood
December 13, 1981 - 2016
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Intrusive Fragility
PoesíaBecause we are fragile. ✂✂✂✂✂ I wrote these poems when i was like 12/13 lmaooo i unpublished this, but decided to put it back up because why not. so, here my emo poet phase is immortalized for the world to see :] -- Updates at random. #Wattys
