Some people
Are dressed up as roulettes
You can spin them off
Place your bets
Try your chances
They are for playing
Games that aren’t for kids
Kids cry when they lose
— I like the signs they put
‘Minors not allowed’
Some kids are dressed up as adults
Pretending they can
Love
What do they know?
They’ve never been hurt.
One should give loving a try
And no one comes out unscathed
To realize he is capable
Of bleeding
And healing
And rising up again
If he must
Join the game they’re playing
Go home crying
Or keep the roulette spinning
Not everyone in the casino
Is there to play.
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When love is a game it’s a lose lose situation.
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