𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚝 ;;

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god strikes another bullet,
his worshipper kneeling before him.

eyes stared without mercy,
one does now find out its intent.

the devil in disguise,
eyes cold as ice.

forever stuck in his gaze,
breathing in his shadow.

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