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Tanith Mar 2017
It hurt so much
When you shot me
But then i remembered
I gave you the gun.

You pulled the trigger
And looked me in the eyes
And the emptiness i saw
Was hurting me more

Than the bulletwound
That left me without
Breath and i felt everything
Streaming out of me.

You shot me straight
In my heart but really
It doesnt matter i'm
Not capable of love anyway

— The End —