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Nov 2019
the gun lay at the table
just there before me
i stared at it
and thought of my life
and my uncle
and that fateful night...

the thought was chilling
i dont want to mention it
but one thing was clear
i never wanted to face the world again
the gun offered the quickest option
an enticing option indeed
but i still stood there
wondering if i was gonna regret it
hahahaha...as if dead people felt anything
what a crazy thought I had indeed.
Written by
Eddy Kyalo
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