Unfair Game.

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We're all forcefully thrust into this merciless playground,
And made to play to keep our heads above the minacious monstrosities.

But how can this be done?

When some are fooled into taking the sword,
Ignorant of the fact that the pen is always mightier.

When some have majestic wings to soar against the odds,
But others, frail, broken, clipped wings,
Their graceful beauty,
Camouflaged by scorned dirt.

When some are educated to have all the chips,
And enjoy the most succulent fruits,
And for others, suffering their teacher,
And choke on the tough pill of pain.

When some have clear, sane heads,
And others stuck in the labyrinths of sadistic voices of reason.

It is definitely lucid,
That this game is corrupted,
But it is what it is,
It is the game called...
Life.

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THANK YOU ALL SO SO MUCH!! I NEVER THOUGHT 'IN MY FEELINGS' WOULD GET THIS FAR! THANKS AGAIN ❤!

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THANK YOU ALL SO SO MUCH!! I NEVER THOUGHT 'IN MY FEELINGS' WOULD GET THIS FAR! THANKS AGAIN ❤!

A special thank you to WritingDuhh (she might not see this lol) for telling me to just keep writing from my heart.

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