Tierce

Those cute smirks, looking sharp and tight

Photos in shades of black and white

A single look triggers some pain within

Memoirs and scenes of what have been.

A trick, very well played on your part

A trap, I fell for the price of my heart

Then you push me out of your door

I left with dakry, and we're nothing more.

I was refused once. You rejected me twice

After seduced to play, I rolled on the dice

The embarrassment you've put me through

I became the loser, now I'm paying the price.

Now I stood by the mid-quarter sunset

Succumb by the heat of the afternoon glow

I have let go of the pain, regret, the sorrow

By letting me go, I'll have a better tomorrow.