Played

by Charles Martin   May 28, 2006


My heart has been played,
My heart was full of life,
My heart was happy with all
of the possibility that was ahead.

Now my heart is empty,
Now my heart has been fooled,
Now my heart is searching for meaning
of going on without a soul.

For I have been fooled,
For I have been played,
For my heart has been taken,
For my soul is gone.

Why go on being fooled,
Why go on being played,
Why go on with a life
of which has no heart or soul.

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