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Jan 26
I'm caught like a fly
Hypnotized by your web
Youre a spider that spins
Optical illusions with thread
A randomized gamble with life
Oscillating roulette wheel chamber
Revolver lottery deciding my fate
Bullet odds, wishes of death
Chrome ball sped to a halt
Landing on black or red
Consumed by misfortune
The day I fell in your bed
Pillow talk whispers
Spoken spells got you inside my head
Im a game you play at your discretion
Your boredom builds, so you eventually flee
Your patterns are like counting cards
I know your moves
But I'm weak
I'll never leave
I could never stand alone
I'll turn a blind eye to my own needs
Just to please you
I'll be right here when you come back
I'm here if you feel the need to play with my heart again.
K J McCarthy
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K J McCarthy  34/M/PA
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