Life is a game or so i'm told
For it doesn't matter how old
We will all be played
And we will all the the player
In what way it does not matter
People say that life is precious,
Every single one
For it does matter what each of us has done
For one choice then the next,
Will show if we'll end up going for our true extent
For we shall play till our last breath
When our lives have gone and went
When the game has lost its dice
And then, their is no time
To say our last goodbyes
To the game we loved and hated
For their is no way to win the game
So another plays again
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My Poem Collection
PoetryI have a hobby of writing poems, so here are all of them, and will be updated every time I write a new one. :) WARNING: some of these poems are dark so if you don't like that kind of stuff, don't read.
