the image has played over
over and over
in your cluttered mind.
black and white
violence the only stable factor.
cowering in fear
waiting for the blows
until suddenly you can take no more.
He never thought you meant it
he thought you would crash again
begging for forgiveness
for imagined wrongs in his perfect world.
slipped into your hand
lending you a bravado you did not feel
you leveled the gun at his laughing face
and pulled the trigger.
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