Murder In Game House
The moment the deed was done
I knew it was all a sham
The hidden guilt in their eyes
Threaten to betray their deepest lies
Now I wonder who
Took the soul of this cadaver
It all seems far too right
And yet something is wrong
The stories fit together
No change in perception or language
Like a game they choose to play
Fool me and take the crown
Who created this fiasco
Set the scene into play
With late nights and clues
It’s all falling into place
Run far as you can
I’ll catch you later on
Copyright © Comfort Eboigbe | Year Posted 2012
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