One word more
and the half-open  Door
shuts, jamming someone’s fingers.

I don’t move trying to recall
who stands behind this door
but I don’t really know.

I try to spell his name
but some letters are gone
making the name illegible.

It’s Empty here and cold
no hate and no love
the last shot made a big hole.

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