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It is so confusing
It is like plaing a game
To get to the pleasure
You must put up with the pain

I open up my soul
I let someone in
Everything starts to change
The game has began

I keep you happy for awhile
I let you settle inside
But something turns to wrong
And I watch it all die

I watch everything crumble around me
You walk silently to the door
And there I am standing there
With nothing left of my world
Posted: 2005-05-07 18:38:04 UTC

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