The rifling down my barrel

Spun this mind asunder

Left my speech in peril

heart struck by thunder


You're the primer to my pin

The powder in my brass

The virtue to my sin

A pain in the ass


You've got me in your sight

My heart is down range

A flash in the night

Loves lead exchange


My magazine is spent

Empty shells litter the floor

I displayed my descent

Yet you're back for more


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