night.
a loving dad.
a skilled assassin.
he cares.
he kills.
no fly can hurt his girl.
no one can outrun his gun.
he tucks her in.
he buries them.
good?
evil?
a loving dad.
a murderer.
hello.
goodbye.
-end of poem
The Devil and Miss Prym. end of novel. :)
In other news, fuck you.
Brought to you by my awesome road rage.
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