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People play the games
the games and rituals.
As a dance of cranes they sway,
never committing,
just wanting to play.
It's what they do,
and maybe you too,
play this unjust game.
A game of jealousy,
triumph,
and the grand prize?
A simple toy,
sometimes cruel or coy,
a mere teenage boy.
- by Dreaminginred2006 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 02/03/2009 |
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- Title: Game of Love
- Artist: Dreaminginred2006
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Description:
Written from my own experience and others...
Please comment. No flamers, please, or I will hunt you down with a pitchfork. ^ ^
Thank you, and have a sexy day! - Date: 02/03/2009
- Tags: game love
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Comments (2 Comments)
- YamiNoHanna - 02/05/2009
- yes of course...I know how cruel others can be cause I've been there too and fallen as the criminal a few times myself its very easy to find your self faltering and doing wrong to those you care about most dont want to write about that kinda of pain and I like that you did and made it a great work of art
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- Pichu41 - 02/03/2009
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nice writing
i like it
are the toys boys? - Report As Spam
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