Angel Summers


The Game - Poem by Angel Summers

I am the faceless,
the nameless.
I hide from myself,
from love.
Love forbidden from the game.
The game he plays with me.
Watch me squirm,
watch me burn.
For the words you wish to hear I will not utter


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 13, 2003



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