The Darker Side of Poetry

THE GAME

PERFECT YOU PERFECT ME
DIFFICULTIES I SENSE
DIFFICULTIES I SEE

SORRY WORDS WE SAY
ARE THEY MEANT
OR ARE THEY PLAY

IS THIS A GAME INSIDE
OR IS IT SOMETHING
THAT WE HIDE

PRECIOUS GIFTS
GONE ONCE MORE
IS IT TIME TO LOCK AND STORE

NOW I KNOW THIS IS THE END
I MUST BREAK THE CYCLE
 AND LEARN TO MEND


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