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Dec 2021
love was just a game that you played with me
i was just a name in your history
played me like a fool i fell for it all
just a memory that you can recall

a joker in the pack that you threw away
just another game with someone there to play
thought your love was real that it was meant to be
you just played around made a fool of me

i never saw it coming couldnt read your mind
just someone you knew that you left behind
there to play your game at your beck and call
all it was to you was the winner takes it all
WILLIAM WORTHLESS
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WILLIAM WORTHLESS
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   Zoe Mae
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