In the game of love and war, she won.
You picked her.
Tonight, I lie awake in defeat.
Am I not pretty or funny enough?
Did I do something wrong?
I could have sworn I was winning.
She passed me real quick and killed my chances so fast.
The speed of light and I'm left in the dark.
I didn't expect me to like you this much.
But I guess in the end, this princess will be alone in her ivory tower, waiting for what feels like the day that will never come.
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Heart of Glass II
PoetryPart II of the things that make my heart shatter into a million pieces.