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There it began, the day I was conceived.

It was bloody and brutal and changed people's lives.

Not knowing what to do, she abandoned her home for nine months add a few.

She had a baby boy who had her pitch black eyes.

The ugly man tracked her down and beat her up,

Demanding his right as was given by Law.

He was a gangster, a killer, a ruthless, heartless fucking beast.

A warm, loving, free-spirited woman was she.

He stole from her and ripped her apart, forcing her heart to freeze.

She ran once more, and raised her son, who reached puberty at the age of 12.

She was haunted once more, for

At this stage the boy had the spitting image of the ugly man who ripped out her insides and tore her to shreds, the womaniser, the killer, the thief, the ugliest fucking creature that walks the street. The 'now forgiven father'.

The boy rebels.

Drugs at 13, killer at 14.

At 16 he had already committed acts so gruesome that even his father dared not indulge in such sin.

He was young and had no fear.

He had in him a force so strong, even evil was under his command.

He clung onto it for as long as he could. It took him far places and revealed their true faces.

He learned about magic and meth, and even of the stars.

Dwelling today still within, lies that very same evil deeply rooted in.

Not even sure if there's something to post.

He is what he is, and this he can no longer bear.

Still he must confess...

Life on this fucking planet, remains to be brutally fair.

First Shot!