Russian Roulette

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I played Russian roulette
With my troubles
I won repeatedly
Till I thought I was a winner
Yet he refused to die
He won for the first time today
And the death slot is in my hand
Facing my temple.
My turn to pull the trigger
And I know this is the last
Time I'll ever do
©AdeayoPoetry

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