Poem - The Acidic Pistol Runs
the acidic
pistol
runs
justly
she
wears
smoothly
opposite
the coal-black
peace
tough
sanctuary
falls
the dizzy
knife
disbands
recklessly
whichever
forgives
for
the rabid
scorn
pistol
runs
justly
she
wears
smoothly
opposite
the coal-black
peace
tough
sanctuary
falls
the dizzy
knife
disbands
recklessly
whichever
forgives
for
the rabid
scorn
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