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Aug 2017
lesson 101, that's how i call it
a game i play, my life at stake
i look at you then far away
if i ever smile i make a mistake

if you're close to me i count
up to three, and then i stop
staying still so you won't feel
and hear my heartbeat drop

i must admit it is not easy
the worst i ever was in a game
one look of yours in my direction
i lose, i lose, it's all the same

but what a funny game, right?
one which i might never win
although there is no reward
to lose in this would be a sin
**** you. you know i am a sore loser. ****. you.
Written by
thebutterfly-writes  18/F/Philippines
     LostInFire, Diya, Isabelle and ---
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