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I imagined the end would be much worse After a peace treaty muttered through clenched teeth the horrors would be revealed And the carnage the dead the dead heaped hopelessly carelessly strewn in every place unimaginable And the wounds of the wounded bleeding profusely gushing violent red festering foul-smelling yellow-orange pus wounds, that even when healed still ache But this this this is manageable A bullet straight through the chest clean sharp precise shot by a professional so there is only one casualty Only one heart impaired Somehow this is better An assassination before the war begins And all hell breaks loose
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Jun 10, 2012
Jun 10, 2012 at 10:27 PM UTC
The CIA Couldn't Have Planned This One
I imagined the end would be much worse After a peace treaty muttered through clenched teeth the horrors would be revealed And the carnage the dead the dead heaped hopelessly carelessly strewn in every place unimaginable And the wounds of the wounded bleeding profusely gushing violent red festering foul-smelling yellow-orange pus wounds, that even when healed still ache But this this this is manageable A bullet straight through the chest clean sharp precise shot by a professional so there is only one casualty Only one heart impaired Somehow this is better An assassination before the war begins And all hell breaks loose
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Jun 10, 2012
Jun 10, 2012 at 10:27 PM UTC
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