Some months back, disrespect was shown, words were typed in meaning, and crosses were paths that will never meet again. On Facebook at least. I was not one who started the fury, for I was victim to its mindless tricks. For he tried to manipulate my greatest allies and turn my own guns to my head. I kicked the horse for him to ride in the sunset, never to bother more. What I forgot to do, is end the war. So, Mr. Sanchez will compete in ICW. Not as my vendetta of hate and revenge, but more end to the hurricane of hell. I am Nathan Smärta, born through Pain, raised past the dead, and alive as Smärta. HE is not the bane of my sanity, but he is the one who has taken it away.
Posted on: Sat, 12 Jul 2014 08:39:39 +0000
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