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The Object of the Game (Free verse) by Dovina
He wallows in hurt
of women who wronged him
of lovers so shallow they stab him on whims
and leave the very next morning
Ignoring their words and their wounds
he finds others to love and be hurt by
They tell him why all this is
but heâd rather suffer than listen
Heâd rather ignore their multiplied pain
While holding his treasure close
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