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The Game You Play
Trapped in this body, I know it’s not mine. Everyday, my fake grin on the surface seems to shine. Ready to scream, to tell the world my pain. They don’t realise how you left, abandoned me for her, in the rain. Lost are the simulacrums of friendship, and true love. Lying, leading on, and cheating, you are not above. Taken back to that day, avoiding contact with your eyes. Driven to self-maim, from being rejected for the girl I so despise. Crimson running down my forearm, dripping off the knife as I grieve. Love is a lie, an illusion, aspired towards by the naive. Toying with my mind, was it merely a game? Sparking hatred against me and taking none of the blame. You did this to me, you left me alone. Choosing her instead, all along I should have known. “You were never just a replacement… Maybe I made a mistake”. You seem to speak with such bland truth, but it’s only for my sake. You try to apologise now, “It’s not the ways things should have went..” I see straight through your cursed lies, it was always your intent. Cuts are no longer satisfactory. I take the pills quickly, lying down in my bed. Maybe once you’d choose me for something, but you can’t now that I’m dead...
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