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Gunpowder, fire, edge and steel, 
I'm danger set in bone, muscle and skin,
Unsheathe me from your legs, 'cause I've got a dead drop,
I've come to suck your emotion while I make your heart stop,
I carry Empty Bullets, blanks for you, darling, 
My chamber is full, and my gun is rising. 



A.N: This was the type of filthy verses I used to compose as a teen. Gosh, those were the days, now I just cringe.