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The Game
Is there no one out there?
Anyone that may be able to help
I don’t suppose so because
All out there care for themselves
I open up to all there is
To all that show they care
But it is to no avail
Because I still remain alone
People play with me because
They think it’s funny
Now I have become black
With despise and hate
All I wanted was someone to love me
Someone to say can I help you
Until one shows me they care
There will be hell to pay
Since I am the heart
Try to cross me if you dare
I control life because
I am the most essential part
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