Saturday, February 09, 2013

RIEN NE VA PLUS

Les jeux sont faits, rien ne va plus

the fate claims

while all my cards

are unveiled

and you throw your heart ace

straight on my face

without debate.

My game is over

as you step on the stage

hiding lies

behind brillant lights

moulting into frozen dust

every chord you touch.



© Diana Mistera 9.2.2013

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