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Final Score- Superstition Competition

The dreaded dawn is introduced
The innocent become accused

The words like poison upon the lips
Once brought to life, the sorrow sits

The hand is set though you can't move
For what you've done, you can't undo

Leaving home and every step
Leaves a mark of your regrets

You had to do it-this you know
The screams you hear will never go

The sun has left and you return
A miracle? Or lesson learned?

The score is settled, to your dismay
They lost that goddamn football game.



Tired_and_Dreamy
Written by Tired_and_Dreamy
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Author's Note
My family believes that recording games is bad luck. I didn't believe it so I recorded a very important game and we lost. Never again.
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