Deck of cards

Deck of cards.

For years you played my feelings
like a deck of cards.

If you did'nt like what you saw
you changed it.

We faught and yelled
and yet we remained friends.

In spite of the way
you treated me.

Well guess what bitch
time changes people.

You are still the one
who puts all the blame in me.

But I'm moving on
to better friends than you.

Poetry by Nyorioko
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Written on 2008-03-14 at 19:48

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