Breath

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My hand shaking, a millions of thoughts swarmed my head, millions of hopes I once had slowly faded from my clutches, faded. My eyes glistened over with teardrops that refused to fall. My head burned, my eyes sore, my heart missing.

My hand started rising with my bay yard activated, I breathed, for the first time in a while I can finally breath, I squeezed the trigger. Finally I could feel.

All of the past came washing back like a wave on the coast, it all so sudden, all of the people I loved, all of the people I cared about: their faces appeared in-front of me, however before the bullet hit, the first tears fell from my eyes.

I breathed a final breath and finally breathed.

"LANCE!"

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