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Arturo Hernandez Sep 2015
I knew you wanted out
So I gave you the gun
And told you to shoot.

Your hand was shaking
So I held it and pressed it
Tightly against my chest.

Do it!

I closed my eyes
And so had you.
It was empty.
You had someone else do it for you.

Pew.

— The End —