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You asked me once on why I loved you. I lied because I didn't know how to say it and I was too shy and afraid.
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taken from my book, "My Head Is Swarming With Flies"
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A man is overdue and Death takes it into his own hands.
A story about how a man murders little girls, and how they get even.
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