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Monday 3 August 2015

The player and the pawn

Nothing lasts long, nothing lasts forever
You may be promised, or you may promise,
But promises are made, only to be broken.
The more you say, the more it plays,
Deeper you know it will never last.

Until you stay aloof, it hovers around you
You may call it silly, but it has already got you
The beguilingly painted long nails from afar
Are indeed sharp ugly claws waiting,
ready to lacerate and rip your heart in two

Your heart weeps, your mind shouts,
Little do you learn from the scarlet scars.
Like the tantalizing shine of a distant candle
Harshly intense as you near, ready to singe
And scorch as you shed tears of despair.

It’s like playing a game of deception,
The longer you watch, the longer it lasts,
The moment you fall prey, you realize,
You were not the player, you are the pawn.

(** I changed deep red scars to scarlet scars due to the Minions effect)