(Print) Use this randomly generated list as your call list when playing the game. There is no need to say the BINGO column name. Place some kind of mark (like an X, a checkmark, a dot, tally mark, etc) on each cell as you announce it, to keep track. You can also cut out each item, place them in a bag and pull words from the bag.
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It really means that
Her soul is tired
Of fighting
Of everything
And nothing
And sometimes
She’d be so entranced
By his beauty
That it was all a facade
That she was struggling
To find hope
To not be selfish
That she’d almost
Go with him
When he left in the morning
Telling her that
She should be grateful
That she should
Count her blessings?
Because the pain
Of being awake
Had become unbearable
Would you tell her
That it doesn’t seem
As if she’s like that
Then what would you do?
Would you push her away
Just like everyone else?
Or would you call her selfish?
For leaving behind
Those who loved her?
But no longer
Wants to
All because
It’d be too late
There she goes
A smile on her face
What if I told you
That she once hoped
To be saved
What if I told you
That when she says
“I’m just tired”
Would you regret once she’s gone?
Because Death
Finally convinced her
To go with him?
All because she looks
So happy all the time?
She seems happy
Right?
That familiar sparkle
In her eyes
And her constant laughter
What if I told you
That she danced
With Death every night
But what if...
What if I were to tell you
That she wasn’t?
Would you ridicule her?
Telling her
To get over it
And just end it
To convince herself
That her life matters
What if I told you
That sleep had become
Her only solace
