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April A.

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Poem "The Game":
- published December 14, 2008
- viewed 244 times

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»The Game«

by April A.

My mind is poisoned by my dreams,
Forbidden thoughts, forbidden themes.
My lips are sewn, my hands are tied,
Well, I deserved it. It's all right.
A chance of being understood
Just stands no chance, as no one could
Unlock two always open doors -
You turned the keys and locked them both.

A couple drinks won't work today,
A couple tragedies don't matter.
If honesty is hard to play,
I simply quit. It's for the better.

No love to trust, no trust to love,
But you still play this useless stuff.
These cupid-stupid endless games
Are pure lies in subtle frames.
You all agree my words are clear
And so damn true! But in your fear
To contradict the pattern set
You solemnly declare me mad.

A couple drinks won't work today,
A couple tragedies don't matter.
If honesty is hard to play,
I simply quit. It's for the better.

I'll change the rules or quit the game,
Your strategy is really lame,
So now my words are way too brusque,
And it's the dawn of your dusk!

A couple drinks won't work today,
A couple tragedies don't matter.
If honesty is hard to play,
I simply quit. It's for the better.

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