》Roi d'un jour

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I take a look up at the sky and I see red
Red for the cancer, red for the planner
Red for the drink that's mixed with suicide and hunger,
everything is red.

Im tired of begging for the things that I want.
Screaming until there's nothing left,
So sick of playing,
I don't wanna live anymore.

The thought of you is out of one's mind.
I don't wanna feel a thing anymore.
Imagine living like a king someday.
You're the lowest type,
If you over sleeped like a dog on the floor.

You're such a pretty witty face,
And you turned into a pretty big waste of my time.
'Cause you take up all my time,
Trying to release all of the king's knight.

Dying is a gift,
So close your eyes and rest in peace.
Trust me, there's a beauty in death.
Wanna try?

Its your turn to rise-and-shine,
And see the bright mayhem.
Now, let's be a king for a day
And make them pay.

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Note:

Hi sushies! How are you? here's my new update for yaa!

I've been listening to rock music since last year, just for fun. I don't really pay attetion to the lyrics, as long as I enjoy the instrumental. But now, It became my motivation and my guide to write poems. Of course, Its not that easy to think a poem- Some of the lines are from the lyrics of the rock musics that I listen to. You should try it to! 

[Credits to the owner of the pic! Thank you.]

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