GAMES PEOPLE PLAY

Words not quite remembered...
Others not quite true...
Situations better avoided...
Everything disolved like dew...
Passions expanding... then contracting...
Relationship no longer controlled...
Power finally grabbed away...
Energy once hot  now cold...
Game for two too scary...
Double solitaire preferred...
Like little tots in parallel play...
No damage can be incurred...

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"Why is my love like an ocean run dry?
 Why is my love such a struggle with life?"
          Boy George
          MISTAKE NUMBER 3