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You know at this point in my life I thought that holding a loaded handgun to my head would make me feel something Regret Fear Sadness Instead I feel cold metal as my own skin I feel relief as I put pressure on the trigger But the safety is on Just in case

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EmptyAstronaut

21 / Non-binary / The Nothingness

For You?

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EmptyAstronaut

21 / Non-binary / The Nothingness

Published: May 25, 2017
LinesWords: 953

Notes: I'm glad I don't own a gun

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