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As the day comes to an end, and all hope is lost.
Tears fall to the ground, and love comes at a cost.
They say it’s a game, you know, life.
But what kind of games, let’s you play with a knife?
What sort of game, lets pain rule all?
People die….., humanity shall fall.
Life runs red, your soul disappears.
Innocence is lost…, and so are the tears.
What kind of game, plays with your heart?
Ties it to a bull, and then stabs it with a dart.
Why, if there’s two halves, do they sometimes never meet?
Do they wonder, lost and lonely, then die in the street?
What kind of world, brakes the broken?
Why on Earth, do you wake the woken?

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LadyJacqueline

Gorleston, United Kingdom

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