i'll act as a fool,
be used as a tool,
play by your rules,
go through the abuse.
or let it go,
cut you loose,
take a fall..
again i may rise...new.
no rhyming poem,
freshly cut roses,
and rich dark chocolates,
will bring me back...blind me.
pure true love, a gem
few find it, happiness
masked love..lies, sadness
like a thorn in your eye..
pain...emotional breakdown
people lie,
lust love,
in bed they lie,
love lost.
cunning, sly
games they play
a smile, they laugh
deceit, they potray...
the innocent stained
repeated hurt
they harbour love no more
monsters created
they set out for revenge
for they once loved
but got betrayed
victims of the love game
winners cast the lot
losers left in heart ache
innocents again become vulnerable
..and now they're the hunted...
in the cycle of love...heart break.
spice.scripts2010©
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