TRIGGERED



Triggered


Floating along the compromise
Afraid to look with sunken eyes
Upon her breast with sweet surprise
She's triggered by the lullabies.

Shimmers speak of softened cries
Tanks return a hundred tries
Brilliance sings of sweetened prize
Triggered by the lullabies.

Laying flat, yet hung on highs
Her spirit lives, her body dies
Fantastical, those truths than lies
Triggered by simple lullabies.

CNK

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