Prince of Stones

Promised me you’d stick
like glue, true blue, to the end
but you split like a coward
are you so empowered,
that you break word like bread,
it’s easy to blame, play the game
like a player, role the dice,
you always win, such a sin
but honey, players get played
your excuses are staid and
worth little more then nothing
superman you ain’t but darlin,
to remove the sting
always remember,
a pauper can be king
if he plays the real game
a word to the wise,
I’ll cut it down to manageable size
just end the bullshit riddles
and speak your mind.



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