Applying the rules of a game
Without my mind made up
My hand is forced
But this isn't a card game
Consideration time isn't my advantage
In fact without cards or made up minds
This situation is just spilled inside thoughts and broken hearts
With time and space sat knowingly on the periphery
Copyright © Di11y Da11y | Year Posted 2024
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