Poetry · Writing

first & last shot in the chamber

no games

just tell me you’re ready;

i think this was the plan

since we met

but we didn’t listen-

so after you see this;

know my mind has been stuck

my soul wanders a string

of second & third hands

waiting for yours;

no games

just tell me

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