Prisoner's Dilemma

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A story
Is a testimony.
A tale spun anew
Only left my mind askew.

Truth and lies
In every hue and dye.
Followed by trust
That dies with rust.

Companions not I
They all are a lie.
Who should I be?
For them to vouch for me.

To them I am nothing.
To me they were everything.
A bit of trash
Where anything can clash.

All these years together
I thought it would last forever.
Just to be hit
With betrayal's shit.

I wait for all
Just to fall.
My life wasted
Because I trusted.

No two stories were the same.
Leaving only me with false shame.
This crime was not mine.
But the true culprit will shine.

The system not knows justice
As I paint red on my wrist.
I'm only a victim.
My life only becomes more dim.

With every creation,
Every innovation,
A saga is told.
Inked in bold.

A fairy tale within my soul.
Within each and every pull.
Each story has more drama.
In the prisoner's dilemma.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 05, 2017 ⏰

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