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Deadly Weapon.

A loaded gun.
For some is fun.
It discharges lead.
That can leave someone dead.
A deadly weapon.
That belongs in hell and not in heaven.
They will never be banned.
Someone will always have one in their hand.
Their discharge is the sound of death.
Once that lead pierces one’s body the chances are one will breathe their last breath.
They are used world wide.
Some people carry them with a sense of pride.
A loaded gun.
In reality is not for fun.
 

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sparrowsong

Hello William...

I hope you never regret you don't have one and wish you did...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

sparrowsong

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William Wallace

Hello sparrowsong, hope you well.
Thanks for comment.

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