a trifecta, all for one person...
Boom
She left my life the way she came in it;
Like a controlled explosion.
A bullet leaving the barrel,
She was man's lust to hold God's will.
The longer you sit and think abut it,
The shades of grey become these fantastic colors
That mesmerize, amaze, and confuse.
A spark ignites the powder.
Boom.
You're left with the ashes on the ground and choices;
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