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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Religion and Spirituality  |  House: Booksie Classic
Just some of my thoughts.

Submitted: September 10, 2016

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Submitted: September 10, 2016



I used to think a trigger was on a gun

that was before

Now, I know what a trigger really is

Its worse than a gun

You can control if you want to pull the trigger or not

But not mine

Mine, has a mind of its own

Like an invisible gun

Pointed at my brain and heart

It can be pulled at any time without warning 

Doesn't tell you to freezze or gives you a warning

It doesn't ask you for money, or your belongings

But what it does is worse

It takes away your happinies, your will to live

I can be happy and with no warning the trigger is pulled

And my happiniess dies

Just like that

Anything, Anytime

I want to put a gun, on my face sometimes

So I could finally be the one whose in control of the trigger

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