confessions of a murderer;;

[moondog__[இ]]

Fiendfyre

'Cause I just set them up,
Just set them up,
Just set them up to knock them down


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Shantytown, they called it.

The buildings were slightly pathetic, and there was hardly anything to eat. Which annoyed me endlessly, I must say. What was the point of a town if it was so damn poor? I hardly knew, and hardly cared. All I was here for was food. Which, of course, there was none of. Unless you counted rat's. And did I really look like the kind of dog who would be satisfied and filled by rats? I think not. I wasn't one of those sissy dogs who threw all their dignity away for a small rodent. I had much more respect for myself, thank you very much. Much, much more. Chasing rats....ha. I could laugh at the thought.

The sound of my nails clicking against concrete was slightly maddening, I did have to admit. It made me want to shred something out of annoyance. Oh how I hated concrete. I huffed, looking around. There were a few humans skiritng about here and there. Disgusting beasts, those humans were. Thinking they were so dominant over us...

Oh, I had certainly show a human or two that they were nothing compared to myself. They didn't seem so high and mightly when they were screaming and begging for someone to help, now did they? I laughed aloud, enjoying my thoughts and memories.

Life was good.

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I think I should know how to make love to something innocent without leaving my fingerprints out,
Now,
L-o-v-e's just another word I never learned to pronounce,
How do I say I'm sorry 'cause the word is just never gonna come out,

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