Trigger

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Sometimes,

things hit a little too close to home

too close for comfort

other times,

things hit home

with a resounding boom,

you'll hear everything come crashing around you

you'll feel your chest, your stomach, your everything

begin to ache

begin to long

for a point in time before you felt like this

but it's not there

you'll look on in horror as memory after memory whips around you at speeds so fast

you can't begin to understand

whats happening

you'll feel the walls, the people, everything around you

come closer and closer

And you want-

no you NEED to scream

and it is in that moment

that you will learn why it is called

a "trigger"

people recover from bullet wounds

but people never recover

from becoming bullets

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