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She finally broke me...
That angel so amazing...
She left me to bleed...
These cuts are blazing...
5 Look at how deep they are...
They are too deep to heal...
My life has become a speeding blur...
These cuts are deep enough to kill...
Every rose does have its thorn...
10 And the most Beautiful one had the sharpest...
This pain burns worse than Hell's worst scorn...
This pain proves i wasnt the smartest...
To chase after my Guardian Angel...
Even after her warning...
15 Now i cannot see her from any angle...
She left me in a state of permanent mourning...
It makes me want to play My Game...
The Game Of Chance...
This Game drives me insane...
20 Playing it would make many others s**t thier pants...
To live or to die...
Its all in Fate's ******** up hands...
And the unfair odds make me want to cry...
Im not invincible, though i wish i was...
25 Because after this Game i might not get up...
Though a round of My Game gives me a buzz...
Ive finally had enough...
Ill do it like her...
only, ill do it better...
30 Ill chug the ******** pills...
Just like a child greedily gourmets themself on their candy...
Ooooooohhh the though of it alls such a thrill!!!
Ill wash it all down with a lethal amount of brandy...
The combination will create a numbness that will come in handy...
35 Itll all be oh so dandy...
For all the slits here and there...
About the number i really dont care...
As long as theyre deep and more than 2 hundred...
More than ive ever did...
40 Just that i get to watch it Bleed...
ALOT of blood is what i need...
Maybe ill hang myself from a noose...
In My Game, there is no truce...
You Play till you black out...
45 You Play till you can hear Beelzeboss Shout... ,
"YOUR SOUL IS MIIIINNNNEEEE...
ONE MORE SOUL FROM MANKIND...
HURRY UP AND GET YOUR a** OVER HERE...
ILL SHOW YOU TRUE AGONY AN FEAR...
50 TIME TO WRITE IN PAIN...
IT WONT TAKE TOO LONG TILL YOU GO INSANE...
HURRY AN COME TO ME...
IN HELL IS WHERE YOULL SPEND ALL ETERNITY!!!"...
You hear his meniacle laughter?
55 Just remembering it makes my heart run faster...
After losing my Angel in a way i never thought i would see...
An eternity in hell sounds pretty goddamned good to me...
After all 200 cuts, its time to play Russian Roulette...
A 6-bullet chambered revolver is what to get...
60 --3 out of 6 chambers are filled, closed, then spun...
OH MY GOD THISLL BE FUN!!!!
The Final Round is Here and NOW...
Hanging from a noose, soaking in blood, with this loaded gun...
CLICK!
65 SPIN!
CLICK!
SPIN!
CLICK!
SPIN!
70 ********!!!!!
HOW?!??!?!?!!?
HOW AM I NOT DONE???
HOW AM I NOT GONE???
SURELY BEELZEBOSS WOULDVE WON...
75 ESPECIALLY CONSIDERING THIS GUN...
GODDAMMIT, oh well, maybe another night...
77 and maybe then itll be my final delight..........
- by wallawallag |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 07/15/2009 |
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- Title: Come Play My Game...Chance....
- Artist: wallawallag
- Description: this is a very suicidal poem i wrote when i was going through tough times.... please dont read unless you can handle it, becuase in my opinion, its sorta too bad for a lil kid to read. comments and rates appreciated. show me love lol <3 gino
- Date: 07/15/2009
- Tags: come play gamechance gino
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- Deadlylight6 - 09/25/2010
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- Arkythiana - 07/15/2009
- Yeah, this is a pretty harsh poem. I have yet to read one like this. Strangely, I liked it, but it made me worry at the same time. This definitely sounds like a suicidal person, and I had the idea that they were playing Russian Roulette before I reached the very end of the poem. The only thing I noticed were a few spelling errors which can be easily fixed. Other than that it was pleasantly...disturbing.
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- Midnight Tigers1 - 07/15/2009
- wow...thats dark...and deep...and really good!
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