Love's Evil Ways
Love is a sword stabbing me in the back.
I lay low and wait for it's attack.
I know it will come for me it does time and time again.
It plays a game with me, on I'll never win.
It stares at me and grins inviting me to come in.
The problem is I always do.
Love is evil but this I knew.
What a fool I am to believe this time it was true.
I never should have trusted you.
Love makes me blue time a and time again.
I think I have come to realize it is not my friend.
So never will I be tortured by love's evil ways.
And never again will I play it's game cause I have more in life to gain.
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