Fate

I held a gun,

 It wasn't mine,

  But I needed to be free.

She took a breath,

  I swear we ran,

   But Death ran faster than me.


What could have happened,

  I couldn't tell,

   If only she hadn't trusted me,

     And took a change,

      A spark of Fate-


Maybe it would have been me.

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