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May 2016
My anger flares,
I draw my weapon,
And I pull the trigger,
My words blow holes in your mentality.
My vocabulary splatters your imagination on the ground.
I take another breath,
and reload,
Preparing to fire again.
Bang.
Wordfreak
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Wordfreak  23/M/Denver, CO
(23/M/Denver, CO)   
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