Free Poetry Contest
*The Game Room \
he lay and rain drops pelted his eyes''
not a blink''life down the sink''
what would mother think of him now,
his heart in a knot''blood in a clot''
forgive him not''he''s a loser''
down to the booser''why did he choose her''
did his hole deep''done on the cheep''
on top of the heap put a candle''
let the light grow dim''just like him''
r.i.p.shes working on the next loser?
let your mind free the words flanders.,.
By flanders On 10/29/2011 2:52:02 AM
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