The Mess I made
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Dernière publication sam., juin 11, 2022
A Bully, a murder I am.. I feel I'm taking after my own father.. the man people hate more than anything.
'what have I done' he whispered. In guilt looking at the dead body that hangs before him.
He turns around only to see what looks like fear, pain.. sadness. All but one.. one face he recognized more than anything.. it was so far yet only a few feet away.. it was happy, proud of what hanged before Michael. He Was Proud.
why?
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