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Bleeding soul’s essence from your eyes; tears.
Screaming echoes, wit’s homing slugs.
Winner, loser, matters not,
when the trigger sounds though,
mind shatters, eyes blur.
Collateral
damages:
soldiers'
smile...
Form: Nonet
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