As I sat and waited,
While breath was bated,
As you demonstrated,
How my life was not for long.
I hesitantly pondered,
My mind began to wander,
I never would grow fonder,
Of your much repeated song.
You paced across the floor,
Checked the lock upon the door,
Hummed that awful tune some more,
And gripped the gun tight and strong.
Clicking back the hammer,
Your hum began to stammer,
Gun-hand began to tremor,
Did you wonder right from wrong?
As you found the courage,
I heard the clinking of the cartridge,
On the floor and saw the hemorrhage,
I knew my life would soon be done.
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