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Texas In July

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You beg for mercy when
you crouch down in front of me.
could you be any weaker.
You? worthless being.
every second you take is a waste of my time.
what else do you want?

Have you already killed me, dime? for dime.
I am ruthless.
You spit a hard game.
I don't like it.
I swear one day you will shape up coward.
Until then you are worthless.