Played Poem by joses tirtabudi

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Didn't mean to lead you on like that
You're making it up I'll bet.
Let's take this to the edge.
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If you didn't mean it -
Why'd you say it?
You foolish, immature idiot.
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Excuse my use of adjectives
But I'm a man with an objective
And the problem is it's subjective.
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I guess maybe passion burns easily
But I've learnt to tread queasily
Think it through earnestly.
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I like, put on this mask I hid behind
Like a still image framed in your mind
That I'm in water head-high.
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But it's all an illusion
A self-induced delusion
Of a someone's inclusion
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I'm still on the sidelines
With my double filling in the firing line
And something told me you'd change your mind
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Maybe it was your flattering lips
The words you said that make me sick
Cause they were way too sweet.
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Maybe it's because I've gotten old
The scars and broken hearts have told
And I can feel when the water's cold
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Whatever, whenever - I never got in.
Call it a mistake - a sin.
But I doubt it needs forgiving.
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Apologizing to me today.
Bang - damn girl what a shame!
Are you sure I got played?

Monday, December 29, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: betrayal
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