I came, I saw,
I loved- and I lost.
I pulled the trigger,
And as the bullet ricocheted off the walls of your not understanding mind-
It hit me in the heart and I bled- I bleed.
I lived, I knew,
I held- and I forgot.
The kickback of the firearm,
Reason- faltered and failed without my realising how I’d set myself up-
Bloody wreck- curled at the feet of life.
I touched, I glimpsed,
I remember- and I always will.
Don’t lose yourself, I’ve already lost myself for the both of us.
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