December 1, 2011
Illusion's Void
You can act like you have no fear,
But I know you know the end is near.
You're being tested, that's a fact,
But at this rate, there's no going back.
In your mind you may have passed,
Just as visible as gas
You lost your name to play a game
In victory you tried to claim.
The world has levels, thin and deep,
But you were on a winning streak.
Letter sent to you in mail
Set up for a giant fail.
That end was in fact the end,
You lose, you lose, you lose again.
That end was in fact the end,
You lose, you lose, you lose again.
Labels:
end,
Illusion's Void,
Losing,
Poetry
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