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I am an Inanimate Object, A Bullet Without Brain.
In, of and by myself.
I can do no harm.
However once I am inserted.
Into a clip or a chamber of a weapon.
And a finger is placed upon the trigger of the Weapon,
I was placed in and it is pulled.
Then everything changes.
I can tear and destroy flesh.
I can break and shatter bones.
I can damage property.
I can ruin lives.
I can destroy families.
I can end lives.
I can not do it alone.
I do not have a brain.
I do not know what it is to care.
I have no feelings.
I can only do that for which I was created.
I was created to do all of the above.
I was created to end life, as we know it.
However, I can be controlled.
You can restrict the people who can have me.
You can restrict the people who can buy and
sell the weapons, that I can be inserted into.