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Dec 2017
The sight of that pistol created a silencer over my mouth to keep me from revealing what’s true.
You called me a coward because I️ didn’t want to live
but yet for a second did you remember
you were the one who taught me how not to.
Are you pistol whipped?
From the sound of the trigger being pulled and the shaking of his hand “click”...
Written by
Jalen Cheeks
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