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The love of the game
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It's a risk to play with fire,
while walking on thin ice;
there's no prize for counting stars,
but still, I've done it twice.
I'm looking for the answer,
my blind spot is your soul;
this search is quite the gamble,
so let's let the dice roll.
Always planing my next move,
always two steps ahead;
trying to learn your heartstrings,
yes each and every thread.
Peeling away the petals,
she loves me, loves me not;
now I've run out of flowers,
but that's not all I've got.
The end of the beginning,
has only just begun;
What you would call game over,
I call back to square one.
The only game that I know,
where to win you must fall;
this thing that we call love is,
the greatest game of all.
while walking on thin ice;
there's no prize for counting stars,
but still, I've done it twice.
I'm looking for the answer,
my blind spot is your soul;
this search is quite the gamble,
so let's let the dice roll.
Always planing my next move,
always two steps ahead;
trying to learn your heartstrings,
yes each and every thread.
Peeling away the petals,
she loves me, loves me not;
now I've run out of flowers,
but that's not all I've got.
The end of the beginning,
has only just begun;
What you would call game over,
I call back to square one.
The only game that I know,
where to win you must fall;
this thing that we call love is,
the greatest game of all.
I like each part individually but think as an entire thing does not work too well. If I ever get around to it I will revise.
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So pretty *-*