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Sep 2014
...It's shame..when they force you into the power game....


Carry wisdom on your back,
if you plan on coming back.
You'll be losing such good friends,
til' the power game ends.
The power game goes on,
until the end of pride.
Does it make you seem strong,
when you've lost your kids and wife?
It was just a little skirmish,
but to you it's all much more,
with every little fight, you believe you're fighting war.

It's survival of the fittest,
and the thinnest,
they can fall.
If they don't know what their saying,
they should never speak at all.
Climb mountains with that energy
to say what you thinks right,
and when your finally tired of it,
will you have a life?

...It's shame..when they force you into the power game....
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