Lovers Hurting Game

We're so addicted to the hurt of love,
It's the lords desire,
feel the fire, your the liar,
and now we're shut in a box.

Kept away from your secrets,
it's all lies, I can feel it,
We're lost in the game of trust.

Break free,
be with me,
I'm your lover can't you see?

The broken heart of the book,
I'm the writer,
your the fighter,
And now we're set forever.

No trust,
all hurt,
for love,
such dirt.

And yet, all I can think about , is you.

Poem by Hyde

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