Losing the Game of Love

The optimism had to come to an end
In the basement is the hope chest
Once again gathering cobwebs

And the disappointment settles in
Seeping through the walls, so thin
That's what you get for believing

Kept awake by your heartbeat
Pounding at unnatural speed
As you follow where the dark thoughts lead
That in this game of love, you must concede

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