She laid the card
And i played the game
If i tell anyone nothing will ever be the same?
I dont know why i did it
Why wasn`t I thinking
I feel that our existance
Is slowly shrinking
This game of deception
How will it grow?
How will it fly?
I wont show it
But, inside me all i do is cry
The game is almost over
Only to find out it has only begun
She laid the card
When will the deception?
And the game be done?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem