The GameA 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 Last Updated on July 24, 2012 AuthorBoricua JusticeAtlanta, GAAboutCollege Student, Georgia State University, Christian, want to know more just ask :) more..Writing
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