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Challenge of the Week CCXXV
You're on the wrong end of a chrome .45 with a pearl grip. Write a story or poem about what put you there, and which end of the chrome you're on. End the story with the last words you will either say to the other, or the last words you will ever hear. A big, fat $25 is at stake. Winner is decided by likes. Go.
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What the hell is it?

"I'm maybe a stranger to your ways

But you made me familiar

You've shown how a man from the divine strays

And traces tracks that couldn't be sillier

My heritage are legends and fairy tales

A man to man and sword to sword

One man wins and one man fails

Only the conquerors stay on the chess board

Silly me I thought life was boxing match

Two worthy opponents in the ring

And in the end they MUST bury the hatchet

And go on to the next best thing

You taught me one kid who knows no better

Can take down a handful in drones

Some like him, or not him, who just chatter

Deserve no soul, just scattered flesh and bones

I've never been nor will ever be at that end

That doesn't mute the sound of pain oceans away

An improper send off of family or a friend

When ONE thought finger on a trigger had something to say:

I thought about killing you in my nightmares

When I'm scared, I wanted you to be scared too

So I came Chrome .45, pearl grip, prepared

What's that? Can't hear you. Too loud to win or lo..

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