I know your gameA Poem by RochelleI meet a boy with a wall around him
a boy with blue eyes,
hair so blond it blinds, he seems strong but yet so week, he makes girls cry for he breaks them down, but as they cry he cry's too, for he is taking hearts from all of you, his blood is black for his eyes are blue, he is no demon as for you, living in fear of being in love, he hides his heart up above, as he plays his games, he slowly goes insane, © 2014 RochelleReviews
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Added on March 26, 2013Last Updated on March 3, 2014 |

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