make loving me
a loosing game
it always happened so
and even letting go
it feels the same
incredibly
no fighter me
no player fair
just half unbottled genie
afloating in spleen
afraid to bear
her destiny
the cards you deal
they're pretty packed
with my lamenting paint
and hints of joy so faint
unlaughing gag
your smile it steals
its never gain
and hardly tie
but loss from the beginning
dont try to grope meaning
in endless lies
of minish game
Loosing
© Copyright: Евгения Игоревна Карешина, 2011
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