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OUR LOVE WAS LIKE A GAMEHE WAS A MAN WHO ASKED ME TO STAND BY HIS SIDE HE PROMISED ME HIS LOVE AND THAT HE WOULD NEVER HIDE I BELIEVED EVERYTHING HE TOLD ME, EACH AND EVERY DAY, HE PROMISED HE WOULD BE MINE IN EACH AND EVERY WAY I THOUGHT OF HIS CHARM AND BEAUTY EVERY DAY I AWOKE I PROMISED HIM LOVE AND HAPPINESS EVEN IF I WERE BROKE HE TOLD ME IF I WOULD GIVE HIM ALL OF MY LOVE HE WOULD BE AS HAPPY AS AN ANGEL'S WHITE DOVE I GAVE HIM MY ALL EVERY DAY UNTIL THE LAST WHEN HE CALLED ME AND SAID IT'S ALL IN THE PAST THAT MOMENT HIT ME AND MADE ME REALLY SAD ALL I COULD THINK OF IS THAT MAN I WANTED REALLY BAD I CRIED AND CRIED DAY AFTER DAY I WONDERED WHY HE TREATED ME THIS HEART-BREAKING WAY HE HURT ME MORE THAN I HAVE EVER BEEN HURT BEFORE NOW I KNOW FOR HIM OUR LOVE WAS LIKE A GAME WHEN HE WAS IN THE LEAD, HE DECIDED TO END IT WHILE HE HAD THE HIGHEST SCORE THAT'S SAD AND REALLY REALLY A SHAME WHEN HE REACHED THE NUMBER OF POINTS HE NEEDED TO WIN HE CALLED AND TOLD ME IT WAS OVER, THE END I WILL NEVER FORGET HOW I LOVED HIM WITH ALL MY HEART NOR WILL I FORGET HOW HE TORE ME APART THE DAYS HAVE COME AND THE DAYS HAVE PASSED BUT, MY LOVE, I LOVE YOU AND THAT WILL ALWAYS LAST. LUBAINA Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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