Fighting For Fun

Sweet is sweet
But the night it lies
Your fiction for facts
your silence my cries

Whats that in your eye
A rise or a fall
Whose that on your mind 
And when will he call

Theres fiction in your facts
And seems theres fun in your fights
Fighting for fun is your passion
Buts its me thats the loser on our fictitious nights
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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