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by Debi Lyn 10/25/21 Twice now you've called me sweetheart. I've no idea why. I'm not your sweetheart; you don't love me – that just makes me cry.
There is a difference between a gold medal Performance and a genuine gold medal The latter will peel eventually And the first one will have a quasi-eternal
My heart, Built like a gameboard- Open to all Multiple pieces, multiple players A roll of the dice, A deck of cards. You serve a strong poker face. Unpredictable moves,
You threw away the expensive bouquet I left on your desk, And you tore up the greeting card I sent you. When I call your phone, the answering machine says, “Please leave your name and a message after the tone.”
You Girls Who Play Games Should Be ... " So ASHAMED " ... !!!!! of Things That You Do To Get Your Own Way ... !!! You Play With Mens' Minds So Much of The Time ... That Guys Now Do Things That Aren't So Nice ... !!!!!!
I am the man that throws down lighteningI use to be quite frighteningbut now I sit and play games that are enlighteningMMO's where i can chain lightningwith a flash of my teeth I grin as I playpiloting may way through the game.
Press start to begin Fighter thrown into battle Decked out in armor It is just a game It’s a game you want to win Excited, you run
Emotions. Pain. It hurts, it hurts. Make it stop. Please, make it stop. Family. Together. Happiness found with each other. Good. Fighting. Why do we fight?
Finally I've come to this realization That you've never planned on staying Even with all of your dedication
it was a time of confusion i was lost, like a child blinded by a naive innocence the graphic material that was expose to me triggered a reaction an obbession in the beggining i compreheded it as play
I'm tiredI'm Oh so tiredI don't know if I can take this anymoreIf I can stayIf I can play alongPretend to still be happyThe small upsAre no longer worth the crushing blows
Don't play games with me Give me that smile, I know you know it's just pain to me. I love it. That's when your most pure to me. It's your darkness, yet it so clear to me.
Life is just like a video game. It's difficult, hard to beat. Yet you don't give up, And you beat the game. But remember this, Once you beat the game, You're "dead". Nothing else left to enjoy.
What Bad Luck. I got lost. What Good Luck. I found a Game Stop. What Bad Luck. Its kinda sketchy. What Good Luck. I found the game I wanted. What Bad Luck. Its over my budget.
People wake up for all kinds of reasons, For; Love, For Kids, For work, For school, For adventure, But the reason I wake up. Plain and simple.
Let's play a game, shall we? Let me vester into your mind, Hear your every thought. Now tell me, what scares you? I'm pretty aware that it scares many others too. Deep into your mind I wonder,
It is just me and you, In this mini colloseum, Watching these amateur singers perform Crowded though it is, Smokers though we all are, In the fading light of a day gone by,
So many slot machines, we be king like Godzilla Play all day right here at Slotozilla No download, no deposit The biggest collection, we the hottest All for fun only, practice your skills
I've shed so many tears, I have no more, And all that is left is a shell. A shell of a girl that I used to know, The girl that I still show. But no one knows what happens,
What a twisted game I play, Just me, myself, and I. A game so quiet that no one knows, It exists in my mind, and in my life. What a twisted game, I keep to myself. The game before a mirror,
Music plays in the backgroundFamiliar faces gathered aroundThe smack of the cue ballEchoes through the hallsSmiles and laughter with bad jokesSomeone spews their drink and almost chokes
If I was stranded on an island and I didn't know what to do I would grab my card and play It is something I can do everyday Without those floppy cards I would be bored day and night
What piece to move next!Contemplating if I should pick the short route or the longer, more rewarding one Twisting into the middle of the board Where the candy castle lies
When I grow upI want to be a programmerNot just any kindI want to write video gamesMake a character run or jumpMake a gun fireRemoving bugsGetting feedbackMaking changes
Lay here face to my pillow contemplating everything. Why’d I say that? Why’d I do that? What will I say tomorrow? What will I do tomorrow?
The moment I mention his name, Like the silence of the dreams they haven't yet killed, The room becomes quiet and still. Their words like whips "CRACKS!" start to fill the room Slicing gashes on my heart.
We play simple games These days it's just simple From Monopoly to Candy Land And Scrabble, too Stratego, Risk, you name it We play simple games We get older, and the games go away
I should've known better than to let you in I'd be defeated in every single game that you'd play
(Second person) She laughs at us, you know? Telling us "I apologize." She's just setting us up for another pile of lies. Each time we want to desperately believe her.
Before I speak, they believe in the simple and common that lies within me, After I speak, they flee and judge from afar. Time after time, many don't understand,
They cannot see what they do;The seperation, the argument and closed-minded confrontation, damaged by selfishness of view and heart.I break chisel against the walls in their minds.
Some of the most moving moments in life Are when we are are sitting on our couches Snug in our beds
The knight in shining armor. Th almighty hero of time. The titles that stick to the ones who are sublime. To leave this world and be the hero or the villian. To no longer be me.
Life is simple.
“Step on a crack Break your momma’s back.” That’s what they’d chant, All the kids on the block. We’d go around on tiptoes Avoiding the fractures; Like walking on glass. It meant so much to us,
if i lost interest in you would things finally fall into place.
Let’s change it up a little To add a little spice Instead of the usual Breaking my heart How about we break yours And you tell me if it feels nice.
I tried to give you a chance. All you wanted to do was play games. My love out in the open; obvious at first glance. I fell for the charm; the way you said my name. The way you held yourself. I was blinded.
Before my foot can fully pass the threshold of your door, I already know what you’re thinking.
Bored and uninspired, Or just lonely reaching out best I can. Do I have to BE connected To FEEL connected? I hear you all and feel you strong. It is so........fragile. I need more, more to feel whole.
Loneliness isn't a weapon Yet it causes pain to stir. Loneliness isn't contagious Yet it's exposed in almost all. Loneliness isn't difficult Yet it's seems hard to solve.
They promise so much Yet give so little They promise a shoulder Onto which you cry They promise an ear Into which YOU would never lie.
There is beauty at the bay And as the waves crest You need to blow your sorrow away. When they crash, feel the spray And enjoy the sun set to the west That’s what grandma would say.
Everybody knows playing games is a guy thing But everything changes once we buy that ring We like to look at fast cars and super models I salute the ones that carry baby bottles Why must we all be considered as dogs
The moral of the story is, the only way to learn to game is, to take a turn. I don't want to bore you with the names of all the rules, but you will learn. I just won't allow myself to pay for all the fools, sitting on the shelf.
Biting my lip in anticipation Sweat forming at my temple I don’t know if I can hold on much longer So I let go My feet crunch in the woodchips I run like a cheetah I leap and hit the swing
One, two, three Step on me four, five, six Grab some sticks seven, eight, nine Now you're mine ten, eleven, twelve See you all in hell.
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