Things happen for a reason
the gun was in the hands
all that person need to do was pull the trigger
but that gun fell to the floor
no blood was shed
that person was in the arms of a saint
for a life was saved
the gun fades away
the room gets light
that person lives another day
~life is a dream on it's way to death~
Spike
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