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I sat in this dark room reloading the empty gun. I gazed at it, ran my fingers across it, reached for my target and fired! But the page remained blank. I had every intent, but no motive. Because although I wanted you dead, I refused to move on. #Writer’sBlock Timelessessence
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Aug 7, 2015
Aug 7, 2015 at 2:39 PM UTC
#Writer’sBlock
I sat in this dark room reloading the empty gun. I gazed at it, ran my fingers across it, reached for my target and fired! But the page remained blank. I had every intent, but no motive. Because although I wanted you dead, I refused to move on. #Writer’sBlock Timelessessence
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Aug 7, 2015
Aug 7, 2015 at 2:39 PM UTC
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