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suffering boy

one
shot 
i released
i remember feeling
feel the pain
remove the bullet
my blood
a soaked cloth
the next day
unable to cry
blurry
my eyes struggled
my surroundings
the gunfire ceased
quiet
attackers driven away
body beginning to tighten
lips tucked in




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