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Oct 2019
Hello Big Shot you killed again
The bullet hit right in the center
The rush feels good
You know it well
You’re holding hands with
the danger

Don’t play with the fire
mama said
But blood addicts once
you taste it
Now all you want is ******
and death
Saving lives isn’t on your agenda

You built an Empire with big guns
Shooting whoever tries to touch you
A mighty King wearing a crown
Sitting on the Golden Throne

Bang, bang goes another round
Bang, bang all you can hear
Bang, bang echoing in your mind
Bang, bang…………….
Anya
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Anya  25/F/London
(25/F/London)   
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     --- and M Vogel
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