She played games with me

I knew it from the beginning.

All that I could plainly see

Was that her heart, I would not be winning.

I fell for it all,

The same gmae I would play.

She threw my heart against the wall

Then left me, straight away.

Too late for me to know

That it was all some trite game.

So while I let my feelings show

My truest heart is never the same.

05/14/2008

Posted on 05/14/2008
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