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The Parchment, The Bullet & The Word
The Parchment, The Bullet And The Word
It was old,
old and failing,
and it was loaded
and when I pointed it at him
he shrank back
afraid.
I said
“Do what I want
you to do,
because if you don’t
I will use this.
I’m not afraid
To use this”.
He sank to his knees
and prayed
for forgiveness,
prayed to all his little Gods
that I was bl...
Monday 11th April 2016 4:33 pm
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