By Divian
Submitted by koblo
Date: 2003 Jul 10
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      Fariest night I played my chance,
      To which to where, I hope You danced.
      Tresspass not u thought to say,
      Room for one, the King of Spades.
      I...I watched you kiss,struggled to breathe,
      Cradled the memory, held it to freeze.
      Tranquility sews my eyes
      From sight to see,
      Your stolen heart you stole from me.
      Fairest night i stopped to glance,
      To which to where a withering chance.....

      I hope she's happy with him...sigh.