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Game In my heart burns a flame, Scorching hot and hurtful. Our love was not a game. You lastly attained fame In a fiery car crash. In my heart burns a flame. Monopoly was lame. You despised it always. Our love was not a game. St. Francis was the name Of our statue of love. In my heart burns a flame. I can’t win; I can’t blame Anyone for my loss. Our love was not a game. “I need you!” I proclaim. I gasp for life… with you. In my heart burns a flame. Our love was not a game.
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