The Game by Jasmine Hermione

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Jul 2013

The Game

Falling blossoms, sweet nectar,
Lost.
Drowning in the crispy frost.
Life a useless game,
A secret everyone shares.
No one takes the blame.

Written by

Jasmine Hermione Bangor

(Bangor)

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