Never Ending Game

by My Mistakes   Oct 30, 2007


Life, is just
a cycle of the mind.
you can't control it,
can't change it.
theres nothing you can do,
so get over it.
just go where the wind takes you.
it's not like,
theres anything else you can do.
I mean,
what can you do?
the answer to that question is simple...
absolutely nothing.
we are just puppets,
to amuse someome powerful.
we can't even think for ourselves,
they do it for us.
we are just pawns,
to be used in a never ending game.

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