12.29.09

Can you wait love, for the life to be sane?
But wait love, it’s too late to say
That what we had has travelled farther away


But wait love, it’s too late to stay
Too late to lay, too late to save face, love
Our eyes are shaded by the lace


Our cards mean nothing with no ace, love
Alas, it wasn’t the game we were playing
But a player who was playing it, love


The kings aren’t kings without queens
And I’m no man of anything above
Nothing but a fiend among fiends,


Love.
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