The Cracks and Grooves

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Shakespeare once said, “All the world’s a stage,”
And I couldn’t agree more.
But it also seems to be like a game.
Between the handsome, rich, and poor.
This game is a battle,
We fight ‘til our death.
Herded like cattle,
Entrapped in a vicious, snaring web.
Acting out through lies
Pretending to be sweet and kind,
To all those who we despise
We’re traveling a lonely journey.
Guarding all our moves.
Trying to find where we fit,
In life’s unforgiving cracks and grooves.





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