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Jul 2022
Did you know?
Probably not, right?
I never really gave you notice of it.

Never felt the need to.
Until now, anyways.

I'm rather familiar with guns,
Adept at clearing and cleaning them especially.

That's all I allow to appear
These days

How idiortic would it be to know the maintenance of a weapon
And not to know how to disarm one of it.
Honestly.

I do not prefer gunpowder and a hammer for a reason,
You *****

It is not that I am inexperienced, unfortunately.
though I wish I were

But one can only take so much ot a weapon pointed to their temple
Before they react,
And I am skilled at reacting.

Your hand comes too quickly and you find it's suddenly Twisted behind your back.
Courtesy of me.

A weapon appears, and my body jerks forwards like
A tale as old as time,
I knock it down from one's hand either nicely
Or by force.

I won't care either way,
Long as the deed is done.

I refuse to be so weak again,
I won't.
C F
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C F  I'm probably in bed, tbh.
(I'm probably in bed, tbh.)   
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