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Apr 2014
I am the bullet,
Freed by a pull of the trigger
And the kick of the hammer.
Filled with hatred,
Clad in cold steel,
I am emotionless.
Built for war
And born to ****,
My purpose:
To end lives, nothing more.
TaciturnPhantom
Written by
TaciturnPhantom  Britain
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