Love Mirage

Strapped for cash, job a joke, you can’t afford the gym, or a nice new coat.  So she play’s with you.  So she toy’s with you, because she knows that when she smiles… it all’s okay, and that you’d be lost if she went away.

Sooner or later, she goes away.

And so you figure, why hit the highs to fall so low?  Better to live by the grey than to risk Love’s Mirage.

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