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2Its been ten years since ive eaten a head with a nose that long. Oh how my tongue longs for the taste. For the fleshy bite of the skin and muscle. How the fat melts in me mouth
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2The perfect cover for my massive meth operation. My meth was so pure it was a crystal blue. They call me Heisenberg. Used too actually. Because not too long ago, I died.
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1But Hitler spit it out. Too ethnic. So he went to to eat saltines and tell awful jokes. And pillage the west andes. As was the customary rite of passage for bloodthirsty dictators
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1Oddly enough, the weedmen did smoke marijuana. Mary and Jane. They worked hard. They loved their jobs as weedmen. Killing. Murdering. Getting high. This was the life they lived.
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1Ar, you never fight. Its not about fighting. Its not about winning or losing. Its about surviving. Survive longer than everyone else. Thats how you win.
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2But he never did finish that line. No, because a sly slivering arrow pierced his heart. His pies were too good. No one should hold that power. Thats what Pierre told himself
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4'I won't see you again. But things will change. This world will change. I have to go. I have to use my gift, this curse, for good. To better peoples lives. I love you..."