Hangman

Do you feel the words that you spit
 
Do you savor them as you think
 
Even if you do
 
It connects when it hits
 
Before I blink.
 
Control while you can
 
In the end, you'll understand
 
-at least that's what I hope-
 
What you thought was was right, was wrong.
 
There's none of you in me
 
I count it as a blessing.
 
For I wish you'd take the time to see
 
The hangman you're creating
 
Before it's over for you
 
Search until you can't believe
 
Don't wait until your time is up
 
Come now, look forward
 
With an open mind
 
Mend the broken people
 
Broken for what you've done
 
Before it's too late.

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