Oh wretched, wretched heart of mine
after all these playful times
How many hearts have I broken?
How many lies have I spoken?
All dues paid to my playful side
To experience, to try,
then run and hide
Breaking hearts and breaking lives
along the way, I've learnt and survived
the heart game is one hard to beat
and in the end I'm the one defeat.
how I wish I hadn't played
the lives of others and hearts now splayed
All those broken hearts left trailing,
have now found their pieces, slowly fixing
healed ones moved on and found true love
while im left alone
hurt, and disturbed.
-Quinsy
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