• Reload
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    I lack any kind of silencer to tone the truth down,
    so be prepared for what I fire – stand ready.
    There is no limit to my ammo, no way I'd run out.
    Sorry, I don't hand out bullet proof vests, so put away that frown.

    A steady tongue ready to aim, the trigger's been pressed;
    armor-strong shells penetrating anyones high scaled ego –
    I bring to you what no one dares to say to your face;
    with skilled accuracy, calmly – a sniper at its best.

    Stinging, burning like the very first sip of fresh liqueur –
    worse than any flesh wound. Trapped inside your brain,
    ringing in your ears, 'till they finally embed themselves.
    Eyes trembling; "Don't shoot anymore. Please, hold your fire sir!"

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