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I wish I had a gun

I do not find this fun

Let’s start with a new one

Unconnected unimportant

Yet the time happened

I was making a joke about time

But answered a question not related to mine but the question about what I was thinking about

Just a coincidence

Just kill me already

I can’t fucking take this anymore

And all he does it ruin me

But I wanted him so badly and it hurts and I want to forgive him

But these things keep happening

What are the chances?

What are the fucking

Chances

I added 46 to my arm yesterday

Maybe I’ll have to start doing the same

When I go out to find his name

And only find pain, guilt, and shame.

Every time I go to him

I’ll just cut out the blame.

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