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Under normal circumstances he would speak his mind, but, with a gun against his head he still remained the same.
Daring is he to speak without filter,
Or perhaps foolish is he to risk the trigger pull.
Be it Daring or foolish,
Their patiences he tested.
Yet he smiled uncaring,
Spewing words unafraid.
Trembled the gun,
Enraged were they.
Teeth grind, eyes narrow.
The trigger, their finger itched.
He smirked, he taunted.
To do so tempted were they.
Laughter sounded,
Trigger pulled.
A bullet was shot,
But was he dead?
-Zzil
