Bang! You'Re Dead Poem by khalil Majlaton

Love is a game,
like Russian Roulette.
Each time you play,
It's your life you bet.

The barrel is spun,
the hammer gets cocked.
We'll see who's won
as my sight is locked

Where do you want it,
the head or the heart?
it doesn't really matter
You go back to the start.

Back to the beginning
just as you were.
sad, not grinning
and feeling unsure.

'Til one comes along
that brightens your day
and then she says
'I've a game we can play'