The Runners
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Last published Sun, Jan 1, 2017
Who am I?
Am the most wanted.
What do I do?
I run and kill.
Do I regret it?
No.
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When I was fifthteen my whole world died. That, was the day the most wanted killer was born. I don't regret none of my kills. Never have, never will. Life is filled with bad and good things but for me, the bad is winning. Before you start to judge me, step into my shoes and walk the life I'm living and if you get as far as I am, just maybe you will see how strong I really am. Some call me a hero, some call me a murderer.
Why?
Because I'm The Runner.
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