Its cold brushed steel- eyes wide as I sight her in- loaded each chamber with gun powder and the flavor of my goodbye- let you feel this metal- pressed hard against your teeth- notice my trembling hands shake right through your jaw- the fear of this moment- resonates in my every limb- I've only been as strong as you've allowed- over stepped my boundries and fell- now- each step weighs me down-
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