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I take the gun
Hold it to my temple
Pull the trigger
Click....nothing...
I'm playing Russian Roulette with my life
Want to join
The gun is still loaded
I grasp the razor
Close my eyes
And attempt to strike my wrist
It misses the vein
I am still playing Russian Roulette
Still willing to meet my death
Want to watch
I clasp a bottle of pills in one hand
Drink the whole thing
Yet nothing
I must be immune
I continue to play Russian Roulette with my life
Trying a different method until it works
Don't be afraid for I'm not
I see the edge
On this sky scraper
And I jumped
The edge left under me quickly as I felt I was flying
I played Russian Roulette with my life
Care to join and fill in my sopt
I got to fly...
...And maybe you can too
Hold it to my temple
Pull the trigger
Click....nothing...
I'm playing Russian Roulette with my life
Want to join
The gun is still loaded
I grasp the razor
Close my eyes
And attempt to strike my wrist
It misses the vein
I am still playing Russian Roulette
Still willing to meet my death
Want to watch
I clasp a bottle of pills in one hand
Drink the whole thing
Yet nothing
I must be immune
I continue to play Russian Roulette with my life
Trying a different method until it works
Don't be afraid for I'm not
I see the edge
On this sky scraper
And I jumped
The edge left under me quickly as I felt I was flying
I played Russian Roulette with my life
Care to join and fill in my sopt
I got to fly...
...And maybe you can too
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ok, i thought russian roulette would be a cool poem and i just kinda changed it in a way.
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this is vry clever! Plus is short, sweet, and down to he point. I love it!