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Devin Conrad Poem
The game is crush
Your dealt a hand of cards
And you have to bid on the cards,
Hoping you bid right
If your wrong
Game over
In life your dealt a hand full of chances
Chances that could go either way in life.
Bad or good
I got dealt the card, the chance,
The card…you
I had a perfect game
Till you showed up in my deck
I was in trouble
My heart fooled me
Telling me this was my chance,
My moment
But then
I was wrong
It was my mind playing tricks
There was never a chance of you and I
My perfect game was over
I guess that’s why they call it crush.
Copyright © Devin Conrad | Year Posted 2015
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Devin Conrad Poem
We would sit there at the end
And the boys would be playing dodge ball but
It was a different version
It wasn’t two teams and a line that separated you
It was every boy for himself
No lines, no boundaries, no rules
It was you against the world
Hit by any ball by any person
But you could only save yourself
By hitting someone else
No one to help you but you
That’s how life is
It's you against the world
With thousands of balls being thrown at you
Your catching some
Your dodging some
But mostly being hit by them
But here's the catch
The most important rule of the game
This game we call life
You’re the only one that can save yourself
Not your teammate
Remember
There are no teammates
Its only you
You can only
Save
Help
Yourself
So
Pick yourself up
Grab the ball and
Throw it at someone
At your goal
And get back up
Take your life back but just remember
Its all just like dodge ball sixth period
Copyright © Devin Conrad | Year Posted 2015
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