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A flash, a crack, Twirling smoke Sharp smell of powder On the fume, slight choke A flick, a twirl, A clinking sound Empty shells Upon the ground Don't even try I'm locked and loaded
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Aug 9, 2016
Aug 9, 2016 at 7:59 PM UTC
Gunslinger