User blog:BalorClub353/The Kid With The M249

I already posted this in Discussions, but why not make it a Blog Post?

The Kid With The M249 An Original Composition By BalorClub353

The kid with the M249 is out there I don’t know where But that’s part of what makes him so dangerous The fact that he has a machine gun And no one knows where he is is terrifying

The kid with the M249 is out there Spraying down other competitors The fear of not knowing where he is And knowing you could be next Is ripping me apart from the inside

The kid with the M249 keeps popping up in the kill feed Over and over again Knowing that he must’ve put bullets into 10 people by now Makes you suspect that every footstep, every gunshot Is the kid with the M249

The kid with the M249 must be out there somewhere It would help to have some closure to where he is So you can stay away In an effort to not be the next victim of The kid with the M249

The kid with the M249 hasn’t died yet At least I don’t think so My heartbeat is going so fast, it can surely be heard By the kid with the M249

The kid with the M249 has to be one of the only ones left There are 5 of us Make that 4 because Someone just got killed by The kid with the M249

The kid with the M249 can be heard now The unmistakable sound of the cocking of the reload The bullets being spit out at rapid paces The screams of the dying All of this pain is caused by The kid with the M249

The kid with the M249 is in my vision now The gun is bigger than he is But how easily he holds it and shoots it is a mystery He mows down another competitor The kid with the M249

The kid with the M249 has seen me His icy blue eyes penetrating through my brain I try to duck, but it is too late He reloads and I have no choice but to run away from The kid with the M249

The kid with the M249 and I are the only ones left He must’ve killed the other kid I can see his body still twitching in the distance This death was undoubtedly caused by The kid with the M249

The kid with the M249 is grinning now Beads of sweat dripping down his forehead He readjusts his vest and charges toward me I sprint through the river in an effort to flee from The kid with the M249

The kid with the M249 has shot me It is of no use to fight back I only have a MAC-10 Which cannot stop my inevitable death at the hands of The kid with the M249

The kid with the M249 keeps shooting me Blood spurting out of my chest I cannot breathe I know that I will die because of The kid with the M249

The kid with the M249 will win Triumphant as can be As I take my last breath I utter my congratulations to The kid with the M249