The Game

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The Game

chosen to play
roulette of the heart
i played the game well
then forgot my part
tried to bypass the manual
and play as i go
but you beat me at it
for you were a pro...
if it was for love
I'd have tied the score
but true love
plays no games
so you won this war
hope life finds you complete
in a place of defeat
where you play no more games
THEN... you'll find the key

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The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

ElishaTheTruth’s Poems (16)

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Out Of Touch 0
~SOUL MATES~ 0
~~COMATOSE~~~ 0
P.S...Love Mommy 1
Baggage... 1
Has anyone seen my Trust...? 3
To Much and Not Enough 1
I Crave You... 1
A Lovers Tide... 0
lost 0
Innosense lost... 0
The Game 0
Loves Simplicity 0
Ode To Rain 1
Love On His Terms... 1
To Tell A Tale... 1