The Game.

Show your strength.
And I will show you glory.
Show your currage.
And I will show you respect.

The game of life.
Both sides have their weapons.
Anger and hate.
Love and happiness.

You use love to take away my hate.
I use my anger to run from love.
And yet you do not give up.
Instead you use happiness to kill my anger.

The game of life.
Both sides fighting.
For the right.
To live.




Poetry by Nyorioko
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Written on 2007-08-28 at 22:00

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