You never quit. You work 365 days of the year. You aim at the weak, and quickly control them. You are persistent with your attempts to break down the strong ones. Inevitably, they too, will reach their weakest point, and be subject to your power.
Your only goal is to kill. However its done - suicide, murder/suicide - it gets done. You laugh at the fate of those who threw in the towel. But the ones that are still putting up a fight, you come at them with your seductions and illusions. You tell'em - hit this rite quick, drink this, eat that. No harm at first. But we all know, from now on, whenever you come around that's what we'll do - a habit is born.
Your only goal is to kill. Now that our habits have mature, whenever you come around, ya running shit. Got us looking like and acting like fools around here. Even though sometimes our walks and our talks say we got this. But for how long?
"You gotta fake it 'til you make it" I've heard. Because she doesn't always win. When you choose life over death, and when you recognize her for who she is - stress, the devil's partner - the silent killer.... you will know how to deal with her fuckeries....
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