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Just like those who have been in his dreary life since the prologue, He never imagined that a woman could possess the ability to Harm him, a man, a living thing whose sole purposes are to Protect, labor, and strike fear into an army of hearts Because of that-- and his misplaced love-- he demanded an Ocean of ink to perpetually scream her name while on his flesh, Beyond the end of time Once she felt the pink hues of his soul, an epitaph of Unnatural authority began to grow in that same spot; Like an accidental drop of paint that the artist tried to turn Into a fruitful mistake, only to ruin the masterpiece Those fists bruised, those nails cut, those legs and knees Decimated her favorite part of his body, and those Household objects were great for unleashing blood, And dollars to replace her toys and weapons Also, those neon brown words... The drugs that she started to experiment with didn't take away Her inner high school bully; instead, they strengthened that Vile bitch When the