And just what do I need to be sorry about?

Vladimir was always honest about his life, what he was doing, how long he'd he gone, or at least he made it seem like he was. He never was, actually. He was never sorry for being caught in a lie. He'd just shrug his shoulders and go on with his life. He was never truly sorry for hurting anyone, although he could act like it. With one particular person clinging to his arm, hoping for change in him, he felt the indescribable urge to show them just how wrong they were.

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First song bot done! I've got like.. 5 more planned ones ahead.. MAYBE MORE! If you have song bot requests send em quick! Please enjoy Makarov being a heartless ass! Double bot day too yippe!