It's shady business in a shadows shine,
and the choice was mine.
I was hired to kill, take life away,
taught, and mastered the tools of the trade.
I was given a sentence of life for my ways,
then with the Government a deal was made.
Freedom, I'm now their slave.
I fill political graves.
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Author:
Maplespal (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 27th, 2025 06:37
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Comments1
Deals made and legal or not still manipulations and just as dirty
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