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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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