Playing With Fire
it started with the flame
this beautiful kind of pain
ripping out my heart-
for the 20th time
it was all a game
for real?
all a game to you
when you meant the world to me
I even lost a part to you
carrying around my love
using
abusing
every part of you consuming
deathly virus attacking my brain
and my soul willingly gives
and its chilling
that I would do such a thing
it's chilling I still would-
but for what?
you gave up
you merely gave up
and there's no hope-
for someone who is able to spit you up
willing to walk away
without turning back
causing you and your step backs
or perhaps it's just destiny
attempting to make be
and turn the reality into time's control
as the air deepens
your lungs bloat
incapable to speak
oh 3 years down the road?
It's such a shame that this little flame
didn't acknowledge he was playing with fire
my patience will long have expired
before you understand;
In a relationship you're always playing with fire
it only lasts if you keep it lit
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