Do not pull the trigger
‘Cause I might be much bigger
Than the creation of your thought
That from this gun is brought
My life may be in vain
Because of its struggles and pain
But give me another opportunity
Of what you thought of me
My heart is pulling up hill
In finding the colors to fill
To bring breath its death
And I again down to earth
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very skillfull, but perhaps much more than that, , , , it's from your heart Love duncan X