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Numbing bullet wound

Shaking uncontrollably,

Aching body

Blood gushing out.

Sirens off in the distance

Slowed breathing,

Decreasing heartbeat.

Staring unwilling at the door

Black spots forming in their vision,

Eerie silence

Drifting toward the peaceful light.

~Fallenlovescream

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