Bullets shot too Late
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Last published Thu, Jun 25, 2015
Where does he find himself amongst the midnight stars the bulletproof vests that could stop nothing? The bullets were just memories and Frank couldn't escape from the bullets that were his horrible dreams and the bulletproof vests could do nothing about them.
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