
time for a game of loveopoly.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Romance/Angst - Words: 213 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 1 - Published: 03-27-07 - Status: Complete - id: 2339539
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set up the
board, sweetie
it's time for a game of love-opoly
you can be
the chainsaw
and i can be the heart
rip me to shreds
so we
start the game.
i hope you notice
that every time i get a
property
you find a way to steal it
even if you have to grab the deed when i'm not looking
and some
how
you end up with
all the raid-roads
all the
properties
all the utilities
everything
now how did you manage that?
and i'm
in jail
and you're laughing.
waving that pretty little get-out-of-jail-free card
you decide
to pretend you're still an angel
pass me the card, get me out of
jail.
tell me you weren't being fair
give me money
a
rail-road
some properties.
smiling that pretty little i'm-just-gunna-screw-you-over-again smile
so, yeah,
i know you're lying
and about to leave me in the dust
but
i'll give up everything
again
and again
and again
if
it means that you'll love me
or at least pretend
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