Players

by Nicole   Apr 7, 2008


Some might think of sports.
Some might think of boys.
My version of a player is they have your heart.
But when the game is over they let your heart go like the blink of an eye.
Then you fell sad.
Then sad again.
Then mad.
Then sad one more time.
This is all part of the players game.

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