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The Chocking Game
I want to play the chocking game.
So get me a rope and let me hang.
Maybe it can release my pain.
And I could stop going insane.
Hope is lost
Love is gone
Now im left here all alone.
My life goes gray
The skies go black
And now nobody’s coming back.
I have cried my one last tear
And my soul is no longer here
I am just a body
Hanging in the clear.
Why couldn’t you see what you did to me?
You never believed what I said
And with the help of a rope
And the help of a tree
A lost soul is dead.
A broken heart is never the same
And now ive lost the chocking game.
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Autumn Bell
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