deposit your life

"Game Over. Thanks for playing"
and I numbly walk away.
It's all over - and so quickly -
and I had no chance of winning.
The game was not fair - it sucked me in with it's enticing ways.
Yet still I pump my quarters in -
hoping I might place.
But no, "Game Over" and
now, I am not even thanked.
Instead a smiling face appears
with a mocking grin --
"You Lose."

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