You're throwin' darts
but you "don't keep score"
another bullseye to my heart
then you question why I'm on the floor.
Daisy chain around my neck
says "I love you"
but he'll soon forget
So I put on my poker face
cause everyone here thinks love's a game
all they do is fake and take
and I don't want to play
Dreams are too easily broken
like a daisy chain.
About the Creator
Ellie Hoovs
Breathing life into the lost and broken. Writes to mend what fire couldn't destroy. Poetry stitched from ashes, longing, and stubborn hope.
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Love that writing style! Great poem!!