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Shoot To Kill (aka The Sniper)

life is something you do not revere in an instant the words ring clear shoot to kill your head says engage in your passionate rage as all remnants of humanity disappear the pain in your brain goes away once you take aim on your unsuspecting targets you think you are just acting the whole world is your stage you will be on the news maybe make the front page if you take this shot your victims had lives now never to be lived they were cut short as you honed your deadly sport you aim and squeeze they didn’t even have time to beg or scream please you don't care as bullets fly through the air you feel disconnected you feel no despair it won't stop until you've had your violent share you don't have to play fair there are no rules when you shoot to kill Inspired by actual events of a sniper in Ohio 2003
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patricia-leduc
72 / F / Connecticut
Published
Mar 16, 2018
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10/31/2003

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#guns#violence#sniper
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