Games she plays

by SheFlowsThroughMyVeinsLikePosion   Dec 6, 2008


Moments are lost
but nothing is forgotten
dead bodies flung
and left to go rotten

the broke up thoughts
and the burnt out past
leave us with the nightmares
that will always last

bruises will remain
on the outside and in
the ones on the inside
remind us of their sin

the dark night sky
has us staying up in fright
we have false hopes
that everything will be alright

not sure where to turn
or not sure who will stay
you can wake up one morning
and they have all walked away

you'll never know the next step
but maybe your better off that way
just what ever you do
keep away from the games she plays

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