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Procrastination

This is not going to end nicely.
You've disrespected my time,
You've dishonored my intentions,
And I don't take these transgressions lightly.

No more pretensions, no further discussion.
We've spoken enough of prophecy and philosophy.
Let's transcend this phantom dimension
And with our fists, defend our existence.

Draw your saber; I my katana.
Put your wrath into your blade and channel your fury.
No more pity, no more regrets, no more protests.
This ends here, this ends now; this ends, with your head.
Written by BoFantastic
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