Don’t Trade It for the Game

Don’t Trade It for the Game by Jita FM Word is bond, word is breath, Trade it once, you trade your depth. Stars can burn, ships can fall, But a broken word burns through it all. He begged for life in local chat, A plea beneath a titan’s hat. He said: “You promise me, as a man?” And silence echoed through the span. Then ISK was sent, a billion gleam, The promise died inside the dream. We fired still, cold and fast, The void remembers, pixels last. Don’t trade it for the game, You stain your name with shame. You think it’s just a play of lies, But honor dies, and never flies. Don’t trade it…