gameover
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I was blind but I'm starting to see
All this time you've been lying to me
You picked my brain just to find
My idea of a perfect guy
Then everything I said to you
You took in & began to do
I feel empty,
we fought again.
We played our game,
he lost all his lives.
He no longer 'lives' or 'talks'.
He said he's not hurt,
and he is out with friends.
I am the one thats hurt.
