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Wicked Game
I lost
In the wicked game we played;
The distorted rules we make,
The empty words we say,
And the goodbyes in the end of May;
I lost
The lies of February's promise;
And the man I want to love.
Cruel honesty that got us in the beginning, and the only thing that's left for us in the end.
By June, a threat of winter's cold;
It wasn't even close to turn our hearts to stone
A teared ...
Monday 11th September 2017 4:25 pm
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