Who would ever want to play this...
This game...
This wild, wild game.
We can't surrender.
We can't escape.
Are we hunters,
Or are we prey,
In this wild game?
Who will survive at the end of this?
Is there someone in the shadows?
Are we the only ones here?
What kind of game is this?
A game of the mind?
A game of opportunity?
Or is this just a wild game?
Is this a wild game of survival?
Who would want to play in a game of survival?
Unknown once said, "You have to know the rules of the game. And you have to play better than anyone else."
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PoetryJust a book of poems I wanted to do. Every chapter will end with a quote. ~DISCLAIMER~ With the exception of the quotes, I have written everything in this book. Please do not publish anything of mine without contacting me about it first. Much apprec...
