Played by The Love

We all in life are

Played by love

Swaying words

Running in games

Of an ending world

Rottening guns

Shooting stars

Stories to tell

To go unheard

Lying faces

Trusting eyes

We all are played 

By the love

Carrying the weight 

Of a broken chest

Pouring hearts

Raining feathers 

Scattered birds

Messy stones

Thrown around

Prickling wounds

Regret and hurt

Playing games

In circles round

We all are hurt

We all are played

Innocent us 

What a nasty world

(We create)

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