And Like Lambs To A Slaughter We

At Least Kyle Wasn't Home. That Would Be A Hard One To Explain To His New Roomate. Nobody Liked A Guy Who Kept Blood In The Fridge.

Only The Very Weak-minded Refuse To Be Influenced By Literature And Poetry.

You Might At Least Believe That I Know Honor- Honor And Debt.

The Sensation Of Falling Was The Worst Part.

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