Contemplation of the Game ( reprise)  

Sensualsweetman 46M
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7/19/2006 3:54 pm
Contemplation of the Game ( reprise)


I sit at my desk,
looking out the window
You are so far away it seems.
and the distance keeps growing
more
and more.
every "I'll call you..."or "I'd like to but___"
becomes another mile, another layer.
another brick.
I hear that voice that was a whisper now its a roar,
"Enough".
Alea iacta est, my dear
as I take the scissors and cut the rope.
This hanging man is free.
Adieu, and good riddance.

Always Yours,

Sensualsweetman


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