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DevLogs => Poems to remember things by => Topic started by: droqen on July 05, 2025, 10:53:16 PM

Title: after the end of gameplay
Post by: droqen on July 05, 2025, 10:53:16 PM
i'm after the end of gameplay
i'm singing the praises of death
   as though when it goes
   as if everyone knows
that love is that all we'll have left.
Title: Re: after the end of gameplay
Post by: droqen on July 05, 2025, 10:56:24 PM
but the thing that i'm feeling most cleanly
is that murder's a bloody affair
   is that killing and closing
   my eyes to the bleeding
leaves the shooting and eating to those holding weapons
   as if equipment's distribution
   went through nothing unfair.
Title: Re: after the end of gameplay
Post by: droqen on July 05, 2025, 11:01:13 PM
it's not there, i swear
i sent gameplay's knife
i buried its blade in my grave.
and when i die i'll die clutching
its hilt in my hands, i swear.
Title: Re: after the end of gameplay
Post by: droqen on July 05, 2025, 11:02:28 PM
"but it's my gameplay's knife too,
and we too have graves,
and we need our weapons,
and we're responsible too,
and who are you, killer,
   to kill our gameplay?
   who dares?
   who kills?
   who are you?"
Title: Re: after the end of gameplay
Post by: droqen on July 05, 2025, 11:06:43 PM
i don't know
that weapon i made
not dull but sharp
i cut my ties
gameplay defining
who am i?
Title: Re: after the end of gameplay
Post by: droqen on July 05, 2025, 11:08:23 PM
i'm after the end of gameplay
   now and then what is it that i am?

who killed me?
Title: Re: after the end of gameplay
Post by: droqen on July 05, 2025, 11:18:40 PM

in my small world the sun shines.