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Graudains of Affinities

Poetry By: icebelly

Time sees us as a life of game

Submitted:May 16, 2011    Reads: 28    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

In the game of life

There is always going to be Strife

Battles that hurt and kill our own

All just in a search to find where we belong

We run high as a mountain and low as a valley

Only to find ourselves in an ally

We open our hearts and have them crushed

But see nothing but lust

Humans are known to make mistakes

This is why we always want retakes

Everyone lives walk side by side

We never blink an eye

Just remember there is always going to be strife

In the game of life


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