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Noble Game

-Noble Game- Ah!-i get to play the pig again. This female game where you cannot win. ..delicate moment-awkward silence. This where she gets to say she is sorry - bloody phone rings... Cannot nuke it, i need the damn thing. My pride gets to drive you to your sister. Coming back I park the car, at the bar... Oblivion gets to drive me home. Homesick garden just forget-me-not. On my knees, i get to pray please but God forgot-or not.. Now my baby is my guitar. Wow my lady, play me sad. Tuning up the tension then the E-string snapped! (Is it just me or is'nt there any E)? Another no win. Another no ball game. Sorry God, sorry Gheet, sorry me, sorry wife. I get to be alive- so I can get to play the pig again

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Patricia Cresswell

Date: 9/10/2017 8:21:00 AM

What is the pig game? You are hard on yourself sometimes I hop things are much brighter now.

Jannie Breedt
Date: 9/11/2017 7:31:00 AM

Not yet but I keep hoping. Thanks again

Punnia Viswan Bhatia

Date: 1/5/2017 10:26:00 PM

Totally into the emotions! :) glad to read. thank you..rating...

Jannie Breedt
Date: 3/24/2017 12:43:00 AM

Hey girl its only by accident that I came accross your visit and comment. Heres a very late thank you

Caycay Jennings

Date: 12/17/2016 7:33:00 PM

I love this dramatic tale and the imagery it contains. Some of the lines make me feel this could easy translate into song. Very well done, indeed - and many should relate! Do you really play the guitar? Yepper, dynamic and dramatic are both this write ... CayCay

Jannie Breedt
Date: 12/18/2016 3:05:00 AM

Thanks Cay Cay. Yes I do play quite well. I do portray myself in a negative light here though. I was traumatised and tried to be funny at the same time. It boomeranged.