minded and huddled in corners of corners, in pockets of pockets, in basements of cellars of backrooms of wardrobes, so shoot me now, before you die. shoot me before the whole world rains down. some are strong enough. or maybe that simple. that naive, and unassuming. maybe that careless. but not me. not for me. this end this sight this life this life. it's not for me. it is not for me.
shoot me now.
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