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Love is only a game,

We play to tame.

A simple puzzle we hope to win,

Hope to commit sin.

To lay your woman in the bed,

Hope her sould will be dead.



Then you realize you love her,

So now you begin the game of lur,

Hoping she will love you back,

Hoping its more than just fun in the sack.



There will be hate,

That's just fate.



There will be love,

And when you die,

Over your grave stone will stand,

A dove.