Trigger

by Abby   May 25, 2013


He was the trigger but I held the gun
The depression began
Smiles were lost
And tears fell
Black Clouds formed in an unhappy life
Cuts explain the pain within
Sleeves and pants hide the shame
Silence was her cry for help
A stranger took her place
Eyes that hold so many lies
Eyes that have cried to many times

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