Is it a drama,
where the leads
just can't seem to find each other?
Is it a tragedy,
where everything was meant
to go down the drain.
Is it a twisted game,
where all we do
is rack up the pieces,
and play again?
Is it stereotypical,
that you will always be in front of me,
and I won't be able to see?
Is it an alien language,
because I don't think your words are true
or they are,
but they no longer apply?
Is it me,
or is it you?
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