Firearm
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The cold metallic feeling of the gun. So similar to feeling of a shattering heart. Enjoyable to the holder, not to the one on the other side. Still like the metal, It can be broken on both sides. Causing both to receive the fate meant for only one. It all begins with temptation. A temptation of feeling a shiny, rich, easily obtainable metal fitting into any hand. If only there was no gun. There will always be a gun.
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