You think love is a game?
You think you can just crush people and get away with it?
That's not how the game is played, hun, let me show you...
Gone, is your freedoms, your basic human rights
All the things you do come back with a harder bite
Many times you fall down, but get back up again
End. Game over. Would you like to play again?
YOU ARE READING
Poems I write when I'm bored .-.
PoetryThe title LITERALLY describes everything, c'mon man.
