Somehow, someway
I'm not right in the head.
The voices and the whispers,
They are my only friends.
It's funny, oh so funny,
As to what they say.
But one way or another,
I hear it anyways.
It's like in the movies-
The overwhelming pain.
But to you, oh to you,
This is just a silly game.
So come on and go ahead.
Take your best and most lucky shot.
Either way, win or lose,
I'll still be left to rot.
So come on and let's go,
We'll take it to another level.
Because baby when you play with me,
You play with the devil.
~a.k.
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Polaroid Poems
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