There's No Winning This Game
Are you different?
Are you alone?
I know my answer.
Are you a clone?
Life isn't fair,
Just another tragedy.
In which losing
Is the only strategy.
The world is cruel.
Revenge is sweet.
Love's a sacrifice.
Death? A treat.
Ice that burns.
Fire that soothes.
A tear that singes,
As it moves.
Friends that smirk.
Foes that grin.
Survival is the game,
You cannot win.
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