There are only two blood types –
one a midwife wipes from you at birth
secondly the one a paramedic uses to stem the knife wound.
There are only two types of lives –
the one two people make through an act of love
and the one a pack takes through an act of hating everything.
When you knife someone to death
a gaping hole appears in the mouth of a victim’s Mother
she will want to save her child like the first time he or she fell over.
He, or she will not be getting up from this one and neither shall you.
There are several types of love –
the one given to the lucky and the one denied
if you decide to stab someone you are denying what is denied to you.
There is only one bad decision
the one where you plunge into blood and the…
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