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You can load the gun and cock it but you don't have to shoot
You don't have to say the words, it's your choice to stay mute
You can't take back a bullet of words you didn't mean
You can't stitch up a wound if the cut's unclean
You can't undo your actions, rumours can't be stopped
The less you say to someone, fewer bullets end up popped
You're an armoury of weapons, with ammunition you can load
But, unless you pull the trigger, it's impossible to explode
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Wielding the Pen {Poetry}
Puisi•>I wield the pen as I'd wield a sword, cutting through emotions as if they were flesh all poems and photos are mine [love] [heartbreak] [sadness] [society] {highest ranking: #556 in poetry 8/8/17}
