When you're born inside a lie,
How does one find the time to try?
To live a life not meant for them,
keeping yourself locked within.
When the nights have left you cold,
and you won't trust a single soul.
How can we play this game called life,
when there's nothing to gain from this constant fight?
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PoetryA compilation of poetry that describes love, loss and hardship.
