Bullets
Bullets
Bang! The cartoonish noise echoes
Underneath those fluorescent
Lights. Everyone is silent, even the
Librarian, who is usually shhh-ing everyone
Even though the bullet did not touch me, it
Took me 6 feet under, where I could not
Suffer, could not remember watching you take your own life.
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