Like a moth bedazzled by fire,
Got lured into the game.
Without even realising lost.
Could bet on anything for our meeting.
Not afraid of losing...
If you would loose with me.
.
.
.
Whisp of smoke and
Everything, I worked for,
Turned into ashes.
You ain't alone loosing.
To lure you into the game,
I had bet my soul.
In the game of love...
Moth fades away savoring the taste of life.
Fire stays yielding the pain of loosing beloved.
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