"What do you first felt when you shoot someone?"
"The recoil of the gun."
I like guns.. I like them so much i wished i wasn't born in Singapore.. but seeing what they do.. I wish they weren't Wars between people.. I want to design a gun.. A gun that is not meant to kill.. A gun that is meant to protect. This is supposed to be the true purpose of firearms, To protect, to defend, To save lives, not endanger them.
I personally think that it is not the sniper rifle that makes a man a sniper, it is the sniper that makes a gun a sniper rifle, like in the case of Simo Hayha, he didnt need scopes. He made a bolt-action rifle into a Sniper rifle cos he is a real sniper.
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Maybe someday. (this is to my friend Cameron.=D)
Maybe someday,
We will meet.
Maybe someday,
We will know each other.
Hopefully someday,
We will know who we truly are.
But before that day,
I hope we will never meet.
For you wouldnt like my face or appearance..
You like what i say and what i do.
So..
Lets just talk,
Shall we?
=D
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I made this poem for her cos when other friends dun care abt me, she does, though she does not know me personally, i feel she also had many life experiences like mine. Though she confessed that she is radically different in real life.. I am too.. This made me bond with her.. Im happy that somebody is like me.. But of course i hope the person i knew on the internet is the same person i will meet.. =D Thanks for being there for me when the going got tough.. =D
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