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beretta Shout (silent)

April 11, 2026

a little line and then I snort the second one and then we’re already up to 3 sea salt nasal spray thank you, God for sea salt nasal spray it’s useful, it’s nice and I’ll stay here alone just long enough until you, until you set me free are you ready? I don’t give a damn I spit here like an MP40 with lead line in, line in, line in I snort these lines and give lines back every line is just a little piece my little piece you drive me crazy I pulled out the Beretta and I’ll send you to heaven as long as you bend over

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Personal drug use and violence; autobiographical despite dark subject matter.

Dense layering of ideas: addiction, prayer, obsession, violence compressed tightly.

Darkly nihilistic; drug use, violence, sexual coercion create strongly negative valence.

Explosive language; gunfire imagery, aggressive tone, rapid-fire repetition intensify kinetic force.

19 lines; falls in 16-30 range.

Simile with MP40, metaphoric abuse of 'lines,' personification of prayer; ornate tension.

Pure lyric internal monologue; direct confession of thoughts and actions without dramatic distance.

beretta Shout (silent)

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