Weakness

I ain’t here to hurt you.

Put down your guns and listen.

I see you don’t trust me, but I’m here to help. You ain’t a bad person, I know that. I’ve got a gift of knowing folks souls.

You’ve got some bad in you, but you’ve got good too and I know you ain’t gonna shot me.

Thank ya, kindly.

I’m hunting down a monster who’s left a trail of dead in their path and I’ve found her.

Now, put your hands up.

There ain’t no good in you, you only wish there was and that is your weakness.

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