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"You're nothing but cannon fodder," He sneers, "You weren't made to love, sweetie. You were made to kill. To hurt. To die. And there is absolutely nothing that can change that."

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Written by

punsandposes

Agender / Stratosphere

For You?

Written by

punsandposes

Agender / Stratosphere

Published: Nov 10, 2018
LinesWords: 731

Notes: Part One.
Tags: #cannon #fodder #hate #weapon #poem

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