Games, by Unintended
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Never thought I'd see this night
Soul blackened from historical heartbreak
Hiding the pure, awakening deceit
Smirks between starry eyes
Am I as bad as them?
Spitting out words with false love
Smiling yet lying
Crying yet smiling
I justify my actions
In this deadly game
Where you either play or be played
Kill or be killed
Guilt escapes me
The target tastes his medicine
The by-product of a lesson taught
Bittersweet symphony, this act |
Posted: 2011-09-21 14:13:58 UTC |
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