Hangman! Hangman! Let me hang! Forget the puzzel. Just go on, and hang me high... I want to float the clouds, and feel the sky Stop the Game! Don't finnish the picture..no more chances. I no longer wish to play. The game has gotten old.. eventhough it isn't over yet I am merely another palyer and my turn has been sold I know I have to lose before I can go but, it's still my choice not ot participate So go on with your questions..Oh and "one more try" You will hear no answers from me.. the dead can't give....not a single reply Therefor I say again, let me Hang! The Game is over Hangman Others will fight for a turn..I'll give mine away. It's all just a Game and I know I'm a player but, I don't wish to play.
Reason for writing:
It just came to me. I wrote it on one of my bad days.
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