The Game

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You're fat. You're short.. You're dark. You're fake.                                                                             You're choice of you is a huge mistake.                                                                                                     A joke. A laugh.  A taunt. A tease.                                                                                                            The words are a game, a chance to be funny.                                                                                          A player. A winner. A loser. A game.                                                                                                         At the expense of their hurt, you get your fame.                                                                                        A cry. Some pain. A pill. A cut.                                                                                                                  You said it was just fun, but... but... but...                                                                                                   A death. A cry. The family must hurt.                                                                                                        Now tell me your game, what was it worth?                                                                                              A life? The grief? Shattered hearts?                                                                                                          Think when you play this game for a grin,                                                                                                 because is a taken life really a win?

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