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The War XXII: Three Years Of Hell.

The Chess games continues but while you hide behind smoke and mirrors that are quickly fading away, i have the tactical advantage and years of planning to deal with the unaviodable outcome in the next few weeks, I have spent the past three years in purgatory and have no doubt that when my end time comes it will be more comfortable than the black Hell that you have inflicted upon my heart and his soul for the past three years... you cannot attempt to destroy a man and destroy what he lives for and his heart without repercussion's.. I am single minded, I know what the road ahead is... i am prepared for whatever happens, but i am completely ready for an epic battle on both fronts and I have no fear of losing... to Lose, to have finally lost means this body is dead and I am a corpse, as long as blood flows in my veins I will fight, even if i lose... but one, I am seven hundred Chess moves ahead and I know exactly where every move on the chess board is now, while you sit questioning yourself, playing games... I know where each and every one of my actions this close to the game are taking me. there will be an absolution, this deadly game we have been playing it will end... and I will not be the one damned to purgatory and hell, not any longer.

Current Mood: Determined.
A man may build himself a throne of bayonets, but he cannot sit on it.

I'll die if I have to. At least I know I tried to save him from becoming what you are.

Me, I know where I stand. And I don't worry about it. Because when it's over. When they're all dead and the war is over... there'll still be one bullet left. To clear all accounts.

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