The Gun

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I now consider you an evil person

 

 

I place the shiny loaded gun in my mouth. I can taste the oil and chrome as my lips encircle the barrel. I close my eyes and say my goodbyes..I pray that those I leave here will make sense of what I couldn't. Tears stream down my face as I pray  for God to accept me into his grace. I pull the trigger..all I hear in the room is a click..I pull the trigger again..my eyes still closed..waiting for my end and to see paradise..nothing happens. I open my eyes and pull the gun out of my mouth..I check the chamber..six bullets.

I place the warm barrel against my temple and pull the trigger..click..click..click

Not a bullet is fired..

As the tears roll down my face I pull the gun from my head and aim in at the wall and pull the trigger..Thunder fills the room as shots ring like casting bells.

 

I pause...

 

I hear a silent voice from the deep place the faintest sound.

 

the gun can only kill a evil man... the voice spoke in barely a whisper but I heard it..in the deepest parts of me.

 

He looked me right in the eyes 

 

I told the voice I was a evil man.

 

It laughed..you wise fool, then you would be dead and I wouldn't be here.

 

“It's like I have a loaded gun in my mouth, and I like the taste of metal.” – RDJ

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