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Concealed Firearm


No! I will not attach a silencer on to my firearm

 

I want my target to hear the ruffling sounds of the bullet as it approaches them.

 

No! I will not add a scope to increase the precision of my firearm

 

What comes out of this firearm carries power and will hit anyone as long as it's heard.

 

No! I will not label my firearm as concealed

 

For I am not ashamed and flaunt this firearm proudly.

 

My firearm is one of a kind, and projects more love than it can do harm

 

When fired it penetrates through walls of insecurities of an individual

 

The bullets soar through negativity and uplift anyone shot.

 

My Firearm can steer death back to life

 

So Yes! I will always use my firearm when things are heading south

 

My firearm is greater than any weapon it is the words that come out my mouth.

 
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