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Scream, or laugh,
jump, or fall. It's your turn to
decide for your life or
death.
Smile, capture,
live or die? What do you
suppose you'll pick?
I've never thought that she
would have to pick, but it's
up to her to bring back the ones she
loved.
Live or die?
It's your turn to pick,
child. What do you think
he would pick?
You're alive, and he's
been brought to death...
Who would miss you?
Who would
despise you in all
hatred yet to come?
Live or Death?
Life or Fall?
Make your descision,
young one. He can't wait forever.
Life is one big game;
how will you spend you're monoply
chances?
Pick or decide.
Enjoy your game,
young.
Because you've decided
for your death.
Life or Death.
You've taken your life,
it's too late to go back,
becasue you have picked
netiher, so you shall
stay in a state of being
of death.
A fallen Angel.
 Deceased Poet · Tue Aug 05, 2008 @ 05:02pm · 1 Comments |
