Tuesday, September 14, 2010


There was a man.., a lone..ly man…
Who lost.. his love.. thru’ his indifference.
A heart that cared that when unshared.
Until it died within his silence.

And solitaire’s the only game in town.
And every road that takes him, takes him down
While life goes on around him everywhere..
He’s playing so..litaire..

But keeping to himself begins to deal.
And still the king of hearts is well conceale
Another losing game comes to an end
And he deals them out again.

A little hope goes up in smoke.
Just how it goes, goes without saying
The was a man a lonely man.
Who could command the hand’s he’s playing.

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