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"eventiually" poems
Today I looked in the eyes of death. My heart stoped for a bit of secend, my eyes dropped for a spill of minutes. I was dead inside with this boy dead outside.   I was a mother who lost a child, I was a father who lost a son. I was a sister, a brother and a friend, everyone who once believed. This is how it ends. Eventiually we all lose in our own game.
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Sep 17, 2018
Sep 17, 2018 at 11:10 AM UTC
Lost game