Games
Would it matter,if we were to talk about the games people play
Would you like me less?
Like me more?
If you knew the real me
Maybe not
She is too soft
Too vulnerable
Too accepting
I .....remember well...the games people play
Emotions are like rollercoasters
In the end you have to get off the rides
Lesson's learned,people to be forgiven
The damned feels betrayed my their own entrapments
So if I say......I love you
Take it an hold it,as I love few
To love ,is to open oneself ,with all the innocence of a child
To give others... freedom ..to come into ones life
And whether it is to bring pleasure or pain
One must always keep the inner-core of ones being
To be able to survive.......whatever is to come
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