Games; The by Aaron Howard
Over all these petty little games..
Tired of sharing all those tired names..
Looking at a walking dead man..
So I guess you get to talk to the hand..
Life never works out the way you planned..
But you never seem to understand..
So until then, I shall wander this land..
Spoken secrets only to be never told..
Only asking for someone to love and hold..
03/14/2004 Posted on 03/14/2004 Copyright © 2024 Aaron Howard
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