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I’m a lone gunslinger with a broken trigger finger. I’m an old firefighter with a gas can and a lighter. I’m a spy undercover with a double agent lover. I’m the blind preacher who has Satan for a teacher. I’m the hangman with a noose around my neck. I’m the ship’s cat, sunbathing on the deck. The apocalypse is here and we’re all going to heck.
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Feb 17, 2022
Feb 17, 2022 at 10:01 PM UTC
Dialectical Poetry (Revised)
I’m a lone gunslinger with a broken trigger finger. I’m an old firefighter with a gas can and a lighter. I’m a spy undercover with a double agent lover. I’m the blind preacher who has Satan for a teacher. I’m the hangman with a noose around my neck. I’m the ship’s cat, sunbathing on the deck. The apocalypse is here and we’re all going to heck.
Decided to change the ending of this one
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Feb 17, 2022
Feb 17, 2022 at 10:01 PM UTC
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