Little Red X ((Tic-tac-toe))

by StandStill   Jun 14, 2008


Little tic-tac-toe board
with bitter high stakes.
Little red "x"s,
how many can you make?

Do you see she's breaking?
Tic-tac-toe, you win.
Doesn't victory taste bitter
when it comes with the price of sin?

Pretty little letters,
red, like falsely smiling lips.
Built up so fragiley high,
but how long before she trips?

Stop branding crosses on her heart,
she doesn't need you there.
Pray, my dear, that the ocean comes
and washes away mistakes with tender care.

**To Sunshine**

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