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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