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The Hole, Unforgiving



Sometimes I fell like I trusted you too well.

Thought you were changing me, it’s you. Forget about our memories. They are long gone. The only thing that’s left is emptiness; a barren hole.



A shiny gun lies on the table. The gleam of the smooth metal catches my eye. I imagine the silver chunks of metal sliding it’s way through my mind. The splatter of crimson blood would cover the table and the floor.



I pick the gun up and held the end of the barrel to the side of my head. The trigger felt cool on my index-finger. I thought this was the easiest way to erase myself.



I was wrong.



The trigger was pulled. Only for a split second could I feel my regret in my heart and my head.



Blood flew all over the room, covered the table. I fell to the table, gun still clutched in my hand. I never knew pain before, I wish I didn’t experience it. Wishing now, I could take it back…I can’t



The Hole…is unforgiving…