Crying isn't going to help

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I pointed the gun at the sick bastard who killed my wife. He sobbed as he feared for what was to come. I pulled the trigger. 

If only spoke and tried to reason with then maybe he could've lived. But that was obliviously not going to happen. After all, he was just born a few minutes ago.

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