Left Behind

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They say love's just a game,
Nothing to gain,
Tricks on the brain,
"They're all the same",
But are they really?
Isn't that like stealing,
Everyone else's chances away?
As everything turns to gray,
People just give up on love,
Just because,
They're told they're not enough,
But we're all tough,
In different ways,
It's no longer a haze,
Life's not a maze,
During the craze,
People disregard you
As another crowd view,
You're forgotten,
Left to rot in,
Someone else's mind,
Left behind.

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