Endure It
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Here I am. Aiming a gun at the female I love. Her body was shaking as was mine. As I'm standing there, I think to myself.. what wrong turn did I do in my life to end up like this.
Read about how I ended up in this catastrophe. Of how all my scars have turned my colors to the darkest shade of black, blinding me from everything that was once good.
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