When you insist on playing grownup games,
you've only yourself to blame if you lose.
And though the signs can easily confuse,
smoldering embers don't equate to flames.
Innocence can't protect you from love's pain;
like a moth, you're attracted to its flame.
And though it burns, you crave it all the same,
risking all, over and over again.
Unskilled in deceit and...
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