28 Jun 2008

A game ... a promise

Do u remember the promise we made
The start of a game that we innocently played
First one to stop talking gonna win the case
And the looser was the award for this kiddish race

Now yes, its over, u dumped me clean
All the rules u hv built, forced u win
Go away, far ... for my heart to cry
But dont forget ur prize, keep me with you
the game was never a lie

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Sans the sms language your poem's theme was great..but could work on the language