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the need to realize. shot, shot, shot, blank. staring down the barrel of my arm. shot, shot, shot, dead. it's over, drawn black. shot, shot, shot, red. no restrictions. sucking eyes inward, immobile. bionic continuity. till death do us part.
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Submitted by
x_melancholy_x On Aug 26, 2002
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