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| Grab the knife Twist it deeper Hurting no one But the keeper Love or Fate No��. Just a game To fill a bag With all your prey Charmer, Lover, Master, Toy� All of these but never coy Caught in the middle Of the quarrel You claim your innocence Yet have no freewill A thousand tomorrows And no goodbyes� Just your subtle kiss As the time flies by Winner, Loser? Nothing still But just a fool with no skill |
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