The Game

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  • Lost Love

    The Game

    Feeling dizzy she tells him and he is
    conserned for her. She wont let him take
    her home and now he feels he cant trust her.
    but if he truley loves her as she loves him
    he will speak to her again and he may not
    know yet how much she cares or would do
    any thing for him, but in the end of all
    this torment and suffering and pain it will
    end up sliding down the drain. because if
    love is real then they are really playing
    the game.


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    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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