Another Day
These days are strange,
Everyday I wake with a new pain.
At times I dont know how to feel.
I look at you, you keep me sane, is it okay if I use your name in vain?
I feel fooled, like i'm being played.
When i'm in your arms these thoughts are shamed.
You're cold which makes me insane,
I love you,
This is a game.
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