Game

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You tricked me
         I fell for it.
You lied
       I trusted you anyway
You made me cry
       I loved you  despite your      bitterness.
You were bittersweet
       I chose you.
                         I did that
I let you play your game with me.
Now I'm left wounded

You move on to trick someone else With your fake laughs
Explicit mind
Extravagant smile
You were a beautiful tornado in my life 
          I am but a shattered soul 
Yours once more.
                                        -Siddy

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