Great Guy

by Noir Fleur   Apr 10, 2009


Just my damned luck
I meet this great guy
who says certain things
sweet enough to make me cry.

What seems like unlikely fate
is absolutely, positively true.
To find such a great guy
who leaves me without a clue.

He charmed me with his charm
and smiled at my smiles.
This great guy also promised
to love me, no matter the miles.

My troubles start here
with not one great guy.
On my hands I have two,
who, for me, are willing to die.

What to do, what to do
with two loops on my belt.
If only these great guys
could see the cards I was dealt.

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