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May 2016
I would rather stare down the barrel of a loaded gun than be alone.
Because then at least there will be someone with me when I go.
Pulling the trigger would relieve the pain,
And I wouldn't even have to worry about the aim.
Just us in an open room but with nowhere to run.
I wouldn’t want to if I could.
I gave her the gun.
J Foster
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J Foster  Houston, TX
(Houston, TX)   
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