You like to play Russian Roulette.
I am an empty chamber in the revolver.
You spin the cylinder and pull back the hammer.
I align with the barrel.
You press the muzzle to your head,
squeeze the trigger
and expect the bullet,
the flash, that bang,
but there is nothing,
just that hollow click,
and an empty exhale.
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