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The GameShe has loved and lost, is it an emotional gain? To herself she vows, Never again play the game. For her heart wants to Love, but cannot bear the pain. Her Love, she has given, he accepts, does not refrain and he'll come to know his needs, make the change. Seems always the strategy, leave her to remain. In the place close to Hell she will still be the same, so as to repeat this cycle, it is the rule of the Game. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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