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Feb 2020
I lay my life down but not with my soul...
I make ready my weapon of choice...
I can fit eleven in the clip and one in the chamber...
This ammo is designed to make you fear for your life...
A hollow point to make your soul vanish...
I pull the trigger and the life has ended...
Andrew Gomez
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Andrew Gomez  26/M
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