Final Hour

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The pain is just too much,

I can't take it anymore.

I grab the gun,

I've had enough.

You've gone too far.

and I've taken too much.

You'll get what you wanted,

me dead.

You never wanted me alive,

I was never supposed to live.

I hold the gun to my chest,

and with shakey hands,

and one final sigh,

By the rules I will not abide.

I pull the trigger.

I collapse to the floor,

searing pain in my chest.

The pain slows and turns numb.

You'll get what you wanted,

and I'll be in peace.

I feel the warm blood as it flows out.

You no longer have to pout.

Just a little longer...

My eyes started to close,

and I started to smile for the last time.

I'm finally at rest, and you got what you wanted.

You always have, and always will.

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