do you copy?
are you listening?
the bombs have been placed
in the building
the virus is ready
to go
it will be released
when the bombs explode
the people inside
will all scream
and those who don't die
will be eaten alive
by zombies

come in my friend
you're welcome here
you can stay as
long as you like
when you're here
all fear is gone
the pain is out of sight
i'd like to give
my heart to you
but sometimes
it seems impossible

i see you walking down the hall
with your friends
i watch you from a distance
you don't notice
because i'm no one
and you'll never see me

"your move."

it was silent.

quietly, she studied the board. she lighty placed her fingers upon the bishop.

as they sat in the dim room, nothing could be heard. there were no children playing outside. there were no guests gossiping in the living room. there was nothing.

a few seconds passed, then she took a deep breath.

"i can't do this."

she removed her hand from the board to wipe away tears as her head slumped down into her knees. she shook violently, but there was nothing that he could do.

the game was over.

Christmas bells will not be jingling this year
Because blood will be dripping down our wrists

This Christmas
I hope to wake up
In the arms of my Saviour