The Game of Betrayal
Great opportunities knock in that door
But I’m terrified to see masks on the floor
Everyone pick the pieces of their stains,
Dominantly horrible to see evil as it reigns.
I had a strange premonition when I saw things,
Greed and betrayal is the game that well clings.
To walk in a river where the current is too strong,
Wounds can be obvious as pain does prolong.
Drops of blood all over those years
This enormous saga take me to fears.
Innocence starts to reveal the untold.
An eye opener that will bring to unfold.
I have my sword but who shall I kill?
I’m in a battle without bunch of boor skill.
Don’t trust because it might be a trap.
Never see myself slobbered and slammed.
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