We're all born with a clock ticking until our last breath. Time never stops. No remorse for anyone. Tick... Tock... Tick... Tock... It really wasn't supposed to go like this. I wasn't doing it all to be hateful. I thought they were the bad guys. I thought I was good. But is there ever good in a morally grey life? "How do you plead against the crime of treason?" "Guilty, your honor." What can I say, the blood dripping down my hands was inexcusable. There was no way out besides down.
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