Behind The Gun.

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It made me feel invincible. It made me feel worthy. It made me feel strong. It made me feel needed. It made me feel important. It made me feel what I had wanted for so long.

But. It made me feel fragile. It made me feel worthless. It made me feel weak. It made me feel nothing. It made me feel broken. It made me feel something, that I, had feared, all along.

It was love but it was heartbreak.

Something that shocked me and something that nearly killed me.

Who am I to you?

Who are you to me?

Could you ever be anything more than the man behind the gun?

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