![]() A Game of ChanceA Poem by KiaraIt’s time I finally roll the dice with Death. It’s His game so I’ll likely lose, But is losing living or is it dying? In the end, Everyone fights their own battle, Some fight wars. I’d say it’s in God’s hands but he’s likely turned his back
on me. I would keep facing the other direction, I’m just a waste of human skin. I’m a ball of emotions, A ticking bomb. When everyone’s turned their back, I can finally explode. © 2013 KiaraFeatured Review
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3 Reviews Added on April 25, 2013 Last Updated on April 25, 2013 AuthorKiaraINAboutMy name is Taylor Bigelow, I am eighteen and I absolutely love my boyfriend, my cats, music, writing, and playing my trumpet. Some of the bands I listen to are: Pierce the Veil, Sleeping with Sir.. more..Writing
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