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You weaponised me, made me the bullet from the barrel of your mouth.. For when ever you shot off, I was the muzzle flash.. And any one you took aim at. was always left blooded by your random shots... My knuckles still hurt..
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Jul 25, 2020
Jul 25, 2020 at 11:54 AM UTC
I Was Your Muzzle Flash
You weaponised me, made me the bullet from the barrel of your mouth.. For when ever you shot off, I was the muzzle flash.. And any one you took aim at. was always left blooded by your random shots... My knuckles still hurt..
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Jul 25, 2020
Jul 25, 2020 at 11:54 AM UTC
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