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Dec 2015
Silence is the preparation
The calm air and blur vision
Is just the perfect situation
For the things comin on you next
Don't faint, you need your respiration
Reaching it with my hand I raise it up
That's not an ordinary man's imitation

Gripping it tightly
Even if its like a hot blade
Now I see your whole world
Concentrated on a pin head
You can't distract me, you're
Aimed at, locked on, targeted
This point 32 calibre from the Colt says
More than alive, you're needed to be dead

Time calls on you
As I pull the trigger
The sound of explosion
That hurts the dB meter
The cartridge flies away
The scene's not gonnabe better
Ready, are you, your heart's hammering
Let me hear

Lightning fast from the barrel
It approaches your way
Every moment proceeding
Its playin games of night and day
The bolt has been fired
With an assurance to slay
But will you be the victim
Or be the assailant
Just let time say
Nikhil Kale
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Nikhil Kale  Mumbai,India
(Mumbai,India)   
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