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End a man?

End a man?

 

Sure why not.

Show him to me.

Let me bury a sword in his chest or a bullet in his brain.

Let me feed him secret poisons and beat him with blatant fists.

Let me choke him snugly so I feel this whisper of his life as it departs.

Just let me at him.

 

Oh.

You meant, "Have you ever?"

 

In that case...

No.

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May 12, 2012
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