Fleeting Fun
We play the game
We make the right moves
I move
U move
Lets keep it real smooth
We know all the right ways to tango
Handling it from all different angles
Great Timing
Knew just went to climax
Almost as if
we had planned that
Say the right things
Sweetly so Sweetly
Yes baby I need thee
You are the only one for me
Words from moving lips
We know just the right way to respond to this
As if we were acting from a script
It goes off without a glitch
Real life happens
Snatches down the façade
And what’s left
Of our methodical amusements
Anger and confusion
It was written
It SEEMED so divine
It worked so well with out thought, with out mind
It FELT so right
It should have worked despite
Despite the fact that we put nothing in
Despite the notion we just indulged in what was as good as sin
Despite that the surface was not even touched
We were still floating in the dust
To know each other for real would reveal much too much
Rather we just play the game
Fun while it lasted
HELL
Aching
Breaking
Gaping hole
Feeling cold
Sinking feeling
Mind is reeling
Burning tears roll
Pain within the soul
Wandering
lost
Wondering
the costs
still
Wanting
You
Deaf to the cries
Blind with the eyes
Reaching but never touching
Is this hell?
Empty and incomplete
Desolate
Replete with Defeat
Enduring the yearning
Not satisfied
Is this Hell?
Dead
No feeling
Numb
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