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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Volunteer II
[time] => 2004-09-01 21:36:04
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => While transfixed
I was shot
Oblivious to the crosshairs
aimed in my direction
echoes of gun blasts,
(blam blam blam...)
I look down to find blood
from the countless shots fired
How could I have not seen or heard
the bullets of your intent?
stuck and transfixed,
I was numb to the clues you sent
One cannot help but laugh at the situation
not one bullet hit the heart
instead the gut felt penetration
I asked and therefore received
being a volunteer for the bullets
your aiming gun conceived
The smoke from the fresh cavities
from which I still stand
remind me that secrets
are indeed lethal,
but deadly on the other hand?
You may need a bigger gun
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[informant] => espeeayzee
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[alanguage] => english
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[score] => 10
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