Think upon many things don’t utter a word Your silence is given and received The game was a foolish one yet you decided to play Not knowing the answers, You took the chance anyway
So to me you spoke of An old flame that meant more to you Not wanting to be the fool caught In a love triangle I told you to go be with the one to whom Your heat is true
Inside rage was building Outside the cold began to swell Harsh, quick answers to your questions While you thought on who would be best for you A call from you a few days later Showed me that we weren’t meant to be
A test you called it in which I was the pawn Failure was the grade I was marked down on These were the words you uttered to me My failure is now my success as I can now see A way to end this relationship of frivolousness Games that should have been left behind
Cruel is the word Thrown at me as I tell you goodbye It rings in my ear and seeps in my heart Yes cruel, maybe that’s what I am But fool is what you are
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