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It's all a game , but all games have a how to play If life was a game , where are the rules we live by today If we are players , where are the judges with the final say Is it because it's all a game that you treat me this way. Fine ,it's a game, what is the reward though What can be so worth tearing another person down so... What joy do you feel as you stab with your smile and let my blood flow What logic is there to your game,I'm desperately trying to know It hurts to think about how much fun you must be having I'm ashamed of myself for the joy i get from knowing what you are wearing A real player of this game would know better than lay down all his cards Only for a prize that he will be sharing To be honest I'm really **** at games, I still hate to lose It seems the only way I win is if first place came in twos It's possible im not good enough, but I no longer know what is true The truth is Iv never been a player , I'm no match for you What are you after my dear , and is it really worth my pain Is your sleep only peaceful on the bleeding hearts you've claimed Are the words IV heard true of the player with many victims slane If so I am blessed ,at least I was able to add a little to your fame
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Nov 6, 2019
Nov 6, 2019 at 4:43 PM UTC
The reward and her player
It's all a game , but all games have a how to play If life was a game , where are the rules we live by today If we are players , where are the judges with the final say Is it because it's all a game that you treat me this way. Fine ,it's a game, what is the reward though What can be so worth tearing another person down so... What joy do you feel as you stab with your smile and let my blood flow What logic is there to your game,I'm desperately trying to know It hurts to think about how much fun you must be having I'm ashamed of myself for the joy i get from knowing what you are wearing A real player of this game would know better than lay down all his cards Only for a prize that he will be sharing To be honest I'm really **** at games, I still hate to lose It seems the only way I win is if first place came in twos It's possible im not good enough, but I no longer know what is true The truth is Iv never been a player , I'm no match for you What are you after my dear , and is it really worth my pain Is your sleep only peaceful on the bleeding hearts you've claimed Are the words IV heard true of the player with many victims slane If so I am blessed ,at least I was able to add a little to your fame
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23/M/Botswana
Nov 6, 2019
Nov 6, 2019 at 4:43 PM UTC
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