, by Annie
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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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