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Your name is carved in my skin
Leaving the open wound to bled
Dying…

There is one bullet in the revolver, but who is dying at the end? Can I pull the trigger? What would the outcome be? Death between you or me?

There is no chance of remorse. The memories are contagious, spreading through my soul, like a disease. I think they will kill me before any bullet gets the chance to go through my heart and make me bleed.

Dying out and bleeding, leaving that wound to burn. Feel the pain of others, pain you cannot endure.
Pain that is left and and cannot be healed
Except… I will try and save you
And that isn't fair to me, feeling this way, when I did nothing wrong

Would have given you the world if you asked but you ran away before things got too serious, you got scared, didn't want to put in the work that i achieved for us.
Baby, you have no idea what this has done to me.

If I pull the trigger, what will your last words be? Im sorry? I love you? It wouldn't matter in my eyes. You did what you did and hurts to stay alive, to breathe the air we once shared

If I pull the trigger, what would your facial expressions be? Fear? Anger? Happiness? Sadness? Relief from the hell you seek? Would fight me me and take the weapon away?
But you already shot me.

Your “Love” that you claimed to have had
Died, it wasn’t real, or strong enough to cushion the blow
You fought me for the revolver and the trigger was pulled
The bullet went straight through my heart
Shattered what I had left

You left me dying, with this open wound that cannot be healed
Left alone in a world that I thought we would rule
You could not heal anyone, knowing you are a fool and i was way too blind to see what you have done

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LittleMissWicked
19:09 Sep 22 2018

Beautiful journal.

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