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     "Why don't you just say something?" You told me with annoyance in your voice.
     "I can't just say something." I protested. "If I were to speak my mind, my words could kill. I don't know how to let it down easy. It's either risking my relationship with them or not saying anything at all."
     I shuffled the cards in front of me, bridging them, watching each side overlap the other.
     "I don't see why it's such a big deal." You shrugged. Now you're just being idiotic.
     "Can't you see?! If I were to speak my mind to you, you'd never come back!! And I can't afford to lose another person in my life. I've lost so many things..."
     Passing seven cards to you, you picked them up scanning the faces.
     "My mouth is a gun, shooting bullets made of words with a trigger as my tongue. The only control is to aim it or not. From there, there's no other choice."
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