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Submitted:Jan 15, 2011 Reads: 171 Comments: 3 Likes: 1
Why do you play me like a deck of cards,
You deal me out like your in charge,
Cheating on the game as you cheat with me,
Running around playing me like the spades of queens,
But when I get flimsy to no more use,
You'll trash me away and choose another deck of queens to deuce,
Its never gonna come down simply to a truce,
Because you cant even play to a good enough use,
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