The game of love

November 5, 2008
By Cierra Artrip, Ashland, KY

Without a sound, the truth is heard.
Spreads through my thoughts, with not a spoken word.
You've shown your true colors, and now my eyes do see
that you could have never been true to me
I am tired of the lies, for a game this may be
and when i try to move on, you say i love you to me
but any other time, not a word of this i hear
you hurt me, avoid me, and ask why you see a tear.
but causing all this pain does come with a cost.
for to me, in this game of love, you have lost.

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