Trigger

The taste of steel, heart beating fast, I've been there a time or two.

But when it came to obeying my mind, my heart could not pull through.

My reasons to live, had long left me, but for one happy thought.

Maybe some day, she'll come back to me, In her heart I'll find a spot.

The days are still cold, I miss her smile, and her warm embrace.

At night I dream, of the days, when I could kiss her face.

But when i wake, the dark world, that is my reality

Stares me in the face, and taunts me with, the future I see.

The taste of steel, heart beating fast, I've been here a time or two.

Maybe this time, I can pull the trigger, and move on to something new.

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