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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=447246" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Anatomy Of A Player</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=447246" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Anatomy of a Player<br>Date: April 19,2012</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=447246" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>He walks a path, yet opts to shy<br>Turns away his yearning eye<br>Steals by night, the sighing breath<br>Feigning innocence at the theft</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=447246" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Looting dreams, and hoarding fire<br>Bottles up the fond desires<br>Then makes haste to overwrite<br>The whispers of her futile plight</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=447246" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">A heartless beast, wearing skin<br>Malice cloaked beneath a grin<br>Killing time, by spewing flames<br>Born of the lust that fuels the game</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=447246" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Baits the hook for prey to taunt<br>Into dreams, his whispers haunt<br>Spinning webs of cool deceit<br>Leaving naught in his retreat</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=447246" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Every move is calculated<br>To keep his needy head inflated<br>Bleeding secrets from her soul<br>Just to fill the empty holes</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=447246" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Thirsty for his choice of wine<br>All but the best, he will decline<br>Too many fishes in the seas<br>Too many flowers left to tease</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=447246" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">A rabid hungry, heart of greed<br>Hoes a row for planting seed<br>But once the field is cultivated<br>He walks away, his rage deflated</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=447246" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">So many souls he leaves to grieve<br>Tears of loss brushed off his sleeve<br>Not an ounce of pity for the weak<br>He just shrugs and turns a cheek</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=447246" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">************************************ *********<br>Copyright © 2012 Leria Hawkins, All Rights Reserved</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Leria+Hawkins">Leria Hawkins</a></strong></div>

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