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Loaded

Pass stronger ammo if you please
I'm aiming at her flanks
I'm dropping quickly to my knees
And breathe a word of thanks
 
The skin is struck by brand new rounds
Sweat left on her veneer
She feels the pounding, hears the sounds
But needn't have the fear
 
The bullets taking liquid form
That land between her thighs
My piece still loaded, that's the norm
No gun since we're allies.
Written by crowfly
Published | Edited 22nd Jul 2018
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