Abigail Willams: Love Game

Proud I am of what I've done
I shan't feel guilt at all
It were not a sport, not a dare but just a game
They really thought I'd fall
I struck him false, and others too
No one knew, what I would do
With my conscience gone, a vicious view grew
But one thing I'd never guess
The consequence of love
My envy turned into a pest
I drove my love above
My vindictive soul, it has no name
For love I'd blame and lie
I just didn't know you'd die
By me winning this game

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