Playing Hangman
Contemplate that twisted rope,
That noose just waiting to be used.
But somehow you can't end your life,
Despite your problems you refuse.
I can see you are confused,
So let me clear your mind.
Darkness consumes your broken soul
And happiness you'll never find.
You always got in trouble
For things that didn't make sense.
And with people always blaming you
Your life was more than tense.
The people you trust say sorry,
But actions speak louder than words.
After betrayal has crushed your soul
You just cannot move forward.
Now you know why you're standing here
With a rope around your neck.
So kick the chair out
And end your life,
It does no good to cry.
Your happiness is soon to be
The moment that you die.
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