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Torturous Games

She wasn’t known by many but she was a thief to me Every time she came around she took a piece of me She robbed my words causing me to go speechless She took my breath leaving me gasping for air She held my mind captive to her vindictive games but I gave my heart to her and never asked for it in return. She took anything she wanted with a smile; she made a crime scene of my heart. Everything she had I was glad to give away. She was my thief and I was her victim always playing this game.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 5/18/2017 11:53:00 AM
You are very talented. Welcome to Poetrysoup.
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Tiani Rodriguez
Date: 5/20/2017 1:22:00 AM
i appreciate your generous welcoming
Date: 5/17/2017 12:04:00 PM
I hope the day will come that you can stop playing the game, in the meantime keep writing your poems. I don't know if it helps for you, but for me it works that I can put my feelings into words.
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Tiani Rodriguez
Date: 5/17/2017 12:09:00 PM
I hope one day the games will stop too, but for now they give me life while writing. I appreciate the comments.

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