EPTtext: my own stupid text written right now
everytime we play this
i fall to lings
wave after wave after wave
it's always lings
i know this should be bad i say
(but i don't have the micro)
as long as i wall my ramp off
so that the lings
cant just slip in..
and so we watch the lings pop out
from the edge of the deep gray creep
and they run like their feet's on fire
like they want a scv free me
so i try
lift my base to the sky
surrender
remember
they will there forever
and never say goodbye...
i've never been so desperatly-wall-off-here-before
i've never been so wonderfully lings-dont-build-some-more
and all i want
is to keep it like this
them and me alone
a little fight
and dont build drones
dont build banes
dont make this end
please stay
and not just for today..
never never never never never never never never never let them in, coach says
micro and split for a hundred thousand million days
but suddenly she slows
and looks down at my breaking face
why do you tilt? what did i say?
but i just lost, i smile
gg straight away
i wish they could just stop
i know another baneling will break my wall
too many lings
too many tears
too many times i've raged over this
how much more can i stim my stuff?
repair my wall?
bunker up?
looking for chances forever gone
not leaving
til i've lost it all?
why why why are you letting them in? she says
shoulda held them back
not let them change their shape
and just as im breaking free
the banes comes to the front of me
crushes my wall like a flag to the floor
my hands in the sky
i surrender it all
i wish they could just stop
i know another baneling will break my wall
too many lings
too many tears
too many times i've lost to this
it's always the same
wall of in the main
head in pain
hung in shame
a different game
same old name
wall in vain
scvs in pain
and miles and miles and miles and miles away from 3 bases again...
