The Trigger
I ran into the woods
To meet him once more
I had to warn him
Of an upcoming war
The fog was heavy
And my breathing quivered
To stop for a moment
Could pull the trigger
Stuck in a trench was he
The man of my dreams
A handsome face with pretty eyes
If only I knew what was on his mind
He promised me when we first met
Dancing along silhouettes
He pulled out a gun and then
I was gone
Lost in the fog
Alone in the deep
Bound by a promise
That he couldn’t keep
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