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gun

my finger rests on the trigger

shaking as numbness tingles to my fingertips

i know inside i dont want to do this

but i turn to look at my reflection in the shattered mirror

it looks back and screams at me

click

stabs all my hidden flaws

click

sings echos of my forgotten past

click

reassures me im deserving of no one

click

reminds me im nothing

click

and i believe its right

boom.

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Written by
wishstar06
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Published
Mar 3
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23:24 02/03/26

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#insecurities#alone#hopeless#poem
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