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Jan 2011
Love is a role;
Life is a game.

Or is it the other way around?

All I know is that when I'm with you,
I can't get into character and,
I forget all my lines.
And suddenly,
I forfeit.

But I still win awards.
You're a shiny little statue with my name on it.

And you make me *shine.
© January 31st, 2011 Moriah Jean

For Bryant.
(What have I gotten myself into this time?)
Written by
Moriah Jean
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     Eliza Parker, Kyla and Moriah Jean
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