marți, 29 aprilie 2008

She never won


we've played the same game over
and over again, each day,
each night we've played as there
would be no other day to play.

she loved me as i loved her
or maybe little less i'd say,
but who's to count bad moments
when we could always play?

i loved each tear she cried
for our love's good sake,
who knew the time will break
and put apart our hopes,

who knew that in the end
he'll turn to be our snake?


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