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Suicide Angel (maybe a trigger)

The Light Was Too Bright,

So He Hid From The Sun.

In His Dark Place,

He Heald The Gun.

Closed His Eyes,

And Heald His Breath,

Gripping The Gun

Waiting For Death.

Placed His Fingers,

In Perfect Position.

The Gun, Well Loaded,

And Full Of Amunition.

Raising The Gun,

Up To His Head.

He Ran From Life,

Choosing Death Instead.

Pulled The Trigger

And Fired The Shot.

Dropping The Gun

The Barrel Still Hot.

And In That Split Second,

Before He Died.

I Swear I Saw It,
Death_comes_for_al
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