Game

He loves me,
He loves me not,
He loves me,
He loves me not,
He.....
Fate played on.

I love you,
I love you not,
I love you,
I love you not,
I uh...
He played on.

Swirled, and plucked on,
Petals smudged tore,
Once more, once always more,
Loves me, loves me not.
Weight loss, or part loss,
They wailed while plucked on.

My stem choked, roots long gone,
Loves me, I rejoiced on,
Petals, my pretty, pretty all's,
Loves me not, second petal gone.
Loves me loves me not,
Slowly all cloth gone.

Fingers rough on me,
Sexy he calls me,
Pretty can it be?
Loves me, doesn't he?
Virtues, smiles, fun and jokes,
Tears, all petals gone.

Loves me, loves me not,
Now this wick and thorn,
Nobody wants to own,
Game over, all life gone,
Feat and ground hugs me taut,
He confirms loves me not.

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