Stepped out for some fresh air
heard a marriage break
Too many players in the game
Everyone with their take
He raised his voice
She pointed her finger
Ego has its day
but its heart ache that will linger
Vessels made some noise
sobs and cries stifled
Both out on the front
With two pointed rifles
She went too far
He couldn't catch up
She didn't look back
and He wouldn't match up
You are a woman
stay put in your shoes
I am man
I can do whatever I do
Love lost its meaning
in that petty moment
Both lived larger than life
and THEY stayed in perpetual torment
Times loved and lost
never found again
Paradise once squandered
only Milton could regain
Will She leave him or
will He hold on
no one knows for now
the game is far too complex
for mere mortals who know
Saturday, February 23, 2008
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