The day I took *******
It felt like a glorious game.
The day I took *******
I thought I had slain
A dragon.
The day I took *******
It felt like a glorious game.
The day I took *******
I felt the pain
Of a gun.
The day I took *******
It felt like a glorious game.
The day I took *******
The walls I did stain
With blood.
The day I took *******
It felt like a glorious game.
It wasn't.
May 24, 2016
May 24, 2016 at 2:57 PM UTC
The day I took *******
It felt like a glorious game.
The day I took *******
I thought I had slain
A dragon.
The day I took *******
It felt like a glorious game.
The day I took *******
I felt the pain
Of a gun.
The day I took *******
It felt like a glorious game.
The day I took *******
The walls I did stain
With blood.
The day I took *******
It felt like a glorious game.
It wasn't.
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