A Game

by Crystal R.   Jan 24, 2006


You look around and search high and low for a perfect piece.
You wanted something for you your own little game.

But to get this piece you had to work a little hard. But you knew just what to do. You knew you had to sweet talk and whisper softly to win the piece.

With a little bit of hard work and struggle you got it.
You take this piece out and play with it when YOU felt like it.

You tell this piece you love her and will never do anything to hurt it. Now this piece loved you back hard and has no clue whats going on.

You would bring this piece out when you felt lonely or when JUST wanted to play.

But this piece was getting real close to you were doing.....Playing a Game. She was your beautiful piece in your little games.

She realize what your were doing. She was so wrap up in your game and at first didn't believe. But she to and came to and said..."Game Over!!!!!!"

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