I beat you at your own game.

by Tabitha   Mar 4, 2009


My head is Confused,
My heart is Broken,
My shadered peices, is my Token.

Your head is Confused,
Your heart is Broken,
But your shadered peices, Dose not Exsist.

You played me for my Love,
You were so afaird to Lose,
But now you Show, No emiotion at All.

I played you for your love,
I was so afraid to Lose,
But now I Show, Hearteace.

You were the Preditior,
I was the Prey,
Right now, you are Content.

I was the Prediitor,
You were thre Prey,
Right now, Im struggling that I dont Fade

You hurt me,
Made me Cry,
Right now, Your locked up Inside,

I hurt you,
Made you Cry,
Right now, Im healing a black Eye,

Your are there,
And I am here,
But there, Is not the place you want.

I am here,
And you are there.
But here, Is where I was ment to be.

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