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Oct 2018
my words are like a sharpened sword
providing the ultimate protection
or destroying everything it touches

I know just where to strike
I can ****
or it can save

I am deadly
dont touch me
for what happens next is unclear

every little pain to me
erects a newer weapon
each more deadly than the last
sharper and more precise
with every use
I become more vilified

when I leave
there will be scares
there will be tragedy

a master of my art
a devastated lonely assassin
I am a trained killer
months ago...
Alexander T
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Alexander T  18/Other/Arizona
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