I was played
Angles and edges of the human heart
My voice was calming and sweet
Through the years, a form of love was a faithful treat
I got played and broken badly
My life took some shocking turns, sadly
The soundtrack to my soul never once stopped though
Honestly, I would have happily walked down death row
Clearly, insanity is my close companion, as I keep on loving
Givers give because that's all they know how to do
You’d think we’d learn, or have some kind of a breakthrough
There's nothing I want more in life than true love
The reason they call it "true love" is because there's no lies attached to it
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Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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Oof, this one hits hard. But hey, givers keep giving because that’s who they are! Also, your soul having a soundtrack? Now that’s a cool way to put it. What song do you think would be playing right now? 🙃