The Game

The Game

A Poem by Boricua Justice

As you see a woman walks she strucks her worrys off 
She forgets she was ever hurt
 to scared to know her worth 
So she fall for the one that breaks 
heartthrob brothers take 
advantage of  love mistakes
So her sanity is up for keeps 
In this game of catch and release
There's more fish in the sea 
The mentality of a player who thinks
But to broken to ever think
Of this drug we call love
Words we use as patches
to cover this pain up
 These scars on our heart is just an excuse to hate love








© 2012 Boricua Justice


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Added on July 24, 2012
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Boricua Justice
Boricua Justice

Atlanta, GA



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