You are gone
And there is nothing I could have done
You wanted everybody to be happy
When happiness hit you badly!
And all this time!
I've wondered if you were ever around to save us
You would say why all of this mistrust
Can't think of you without crying!
And why would any of us wish you back?!
We know that you are still with us
Why bring you? why bring you back to this misery?!
The happiness you wished me are still cold cuts
I met you long ago
Long ago when I still had sanity
And I still miss those days though
Those days I look back to so casually!
No, I never intended to hold in my tears
Those feelings to which I am so afraid now
And all those memories still bring out my fear
myself more than any other being
And why would any of us wish you back?
We know that you have left
Why bring you? why bring you back to our misery
One that we will never escape, one that it is put on us by fate.
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One More Game - Great Job Dude, She's Gone
PoetryThe story of a person who hates to receive sympathy, hates to have bad feelings, and just wants to burst and destroy everything in his path. Consisting with the living and dead, going up and down, laughing and crying, and killing no other but himsel...
