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A lil poem for a story im working on

A gun to my head

And a knife to my heart

" Do it " i Whispered

The man look at me ,

Shocked,

He only came for my money

Now he can take my life

" I am but a man who wishes to die

And doesnt have the courage to do it himself "

The gun rattling

The man shaking

" Do it!" I scream

BOOM

Author's Note

is he dead? who knows? not even i do