

The GunI glance at my reflection in the glass And see the black handle poking out of my bag, Glinting at me. It may just be paranoia But I push it down further.The Gun
I allow myself a small smile, Which raises suspicious looks from
The people surrounding me. I guess they're just not used To seeing me happy.
Well, so what? They're the ones that have made my life hell. And now It's my chance To get my payback. I can't wait.
It's the ultimate plan, you see. Completely foolproof, I'll show them what it's like To feel real pain. And
you should get some teacups up here
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Fac me cocleario vomere!
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KABOOM
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