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Apr 2014
I'm high on gun
High for fun
'Tis no joke, no pun
To be higher than the sun.
                    
Symmetrically-balanced
In my right hand
Laws of physics and science
I do not understand.
                  
Recoil, reload
Revolve around a barrel
Gunpowder, ash,
Blood-stained apparel.
          
I'm high on gun
So high on my horse
I'm high for fun
Scratchy larynx, voice hoarse.
              
I'm high on gun
Shooting at random
Don't care who I hit
But wait! Now I'm crammed in.
            
This purgatory.


This purgatory.
But wait!
Written by
Eric Grief  Thornhill
(Thornhill)   
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