Love is just a game of make-believe,
Meant for you and meant for me,
we just go around in circles
crying, and lying ,laughing ,and smiling,
hoping and praying it will all go right,
but in the end it falls apart,
and feels like it breaks your heart,
it was just a game of makebelieve,
meant for you and meant for me,
to make-believe that we were actually meant to be.
This poem was written/submitted by Jessie.
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