DeathYears tormented by the mindSlow with madness driven blindArm held out in offeringVoices dead quietly singGleaming dark while shining brightPlunged the knife into skin tight
BetrayalNot good. Definitely not good. This wasn't how it was supposed to go down. In and out, real quick. That's what Vick said. That's what he always said."Ya go in, knock the guard out. Cameras 'n alarms are out, Jojo took care of that already. Use that blow-torch ya got there 'n get in the safe. Grab the bags, bring 'em to me 'n I'll load 'em up. I call you if trouble shows up. Get that last bag 'n we'll be out of there in no time. In 'n out, real quick like."Simple enough. There was only one guard on duty tonight, just like every Thursday. No one robs a bank on Thursday. I slipped through the back, making quick work of the keypad with worn b
Every time I break a pair, the time between buying another is physically tormenting