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Encore (Goodbye Quizilla)

Poetry By: Shea Ryhai
Memoir



Yea I know your gonna think "omg no she didn't" well I did xD


Submitted:Oct 30, 2009    Reads: 234    Comments: 15    Likes: 8   


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Encore *Last Bow*

By SheaRyhai © October 14th, 2009

Rolling up the curtains

This is the last one.

Are you feeling uncertain

About the out come.

I've been a lot of things

Made friends and haters.

That's what popularity brings

Who cares about the later.

Taking my last bow

Are you sure you're ready.

Things are changing now

The floors unsteady.

Will you meet my eyes

Or run to the door.

I wear no disguise

But you're, well, a bore*

This grin is breaking

I'll swear I'm sane.

Never stooped to faking

My world of pain.

*Salute* and waving

Yes I've had some fun.

They even tried a ranking

About whose # 1.

If you want my crown

You've still got time.

Whenever your down

Face me in a rhyme.

But please don't compare

To someone half alive.

It's a little unfair

Sympathy's on one side.

God forbid it happen

I make someone OD.

Half quizilla's clapping

The other [Suicide Orgy]

Is that over the top?

It's too late to edit.

Your face is burning hot,

Well gee I ****ing meant it.

Watch the rates go crazy

You'd expect no less.

I was just too lazy

To rewrite this mess.

My last apology

Is in the first 25.

That means I'm home free

Even if you cry.

Resisting temptation

To list some names.

No fear of retaliations

The competitions lame.

I took the gloves off

And they all ran.

Or put a mask on

Puffing, "I think I can".

It's ironic, no psychotic

They can't get facts right.

Let's just stick to idiotic

Their obviously not bright.

Thanks for all the comments

The dedications too.

And I mean this honest

I'll miss some of you.

I thank you with pride

They were fun to read.

Didn't have to almost die

For someone to write for me.

The pen went crazy

I swear it's possessed.

My memories a lil hazy

As to who confessed.

If you're lost in place

That means the secrets safe.

Smiling at your shocked faces

As I laugh and wave.

This is no magic act

I'm turning the mic off.

2/3 of the audience reacts

1/3 is completely lost.

Well it was a blast

I hope you all survive.

It's doubtful with this cast

Some will get out alive.

Now I might come back

To check a message or two.

Don't have a heart attack

If I blocked you.





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