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Jan 2014
O sweet darling,
put me in your crosshairs,
pull your trigger,
give me your best shots.

I'll step out in the clear,
put my body in position,
make myself ready.
I'm waiting.
For if I get to play with you,
I don't mind being the prey.

And if you only knew
what I'd love to do to you,
you'd have your selector switch
on fully automatic.
Like I said,
I'm waiting.

Fire away.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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