It’s all an illusion,
A fantasy.
I’ll play the game
Until I can’t.
You want it? You got it.
Say the words.
In our game of hearts,
Everyone loses.
When it’s over,
Will we be strangers?
Are we destined for greatness
or epic failure?
When our time is done
and you depart,
The scars remind me
It was real.
Share your secrets and dreams
Let me in your mind
I’ll always be here waiting
every time.
cathy marie welton
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