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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:playingforkeeps.blog.co.uk,2009-11-08:/</id><title>Playing For Keeps</title><link rel="self" href="http://playingforkeeps.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/posts/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://playingforkeeps.blog.co.uk/"/><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-08T09:02:37+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:playingforkeeps.blog.co.uk,2005-08-08:/2005/08/08/playing_for_keeps/</id><title>Playing For Keeps</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://playingforkeeps.blog.co.uk/2005/08/08/playing_for_keeps/"/><author><name>PlayingForKeeps</name></author><published>2005-08-08T07:47:22+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T07:47:22+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;             Playing For Keeps                       &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;All the lessons I learned in life,&lt;br&gt;
That made the man you met,&lt;br&gt;
Got left out in the wilderness,&lt;br&gt;
How quickly I'd forget,&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My simple traits of tact and care,&lt;br&gt;
Which made you fond of me,&lt;br&gt;
For painful words and hurtful acts,&lt;br&gt;
And fights and jealousy.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I took the joyous times we spent,&lt;br&gt;
For granted far too much,&lt;br&gt;
Assuming that I'd always be,&lt;br&gt;
Close to your tender touch.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;But I've learned for each and every cage,&lt;br&gt;
There's someone that holds a key,&lt;br&gt;
And now you've let yourself out and flown away,&lt;br&gt;
So that someone wasn't me.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I stopped seeing that soul that shines so bright,&lt;br&gt;
Around your great big heart,&lt;br&gt;
Until you went and said goodbye,&lt;br&gt;
On the day that we would part.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And like a new born who's eyes were blurred,&lt;br&gt;
But the film has cleared away,&lt;br&gt;
I see everything I want from life,&lt;br&gt;
And that I've thrown away.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So now I see it all to clear,&lt;br&gt;
And wish to change my ways,&lt;br&gt;
For the space that's left within my heart,&lt;br&gt;
I simply can't replace.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And I want you to know, just as I do,&lt;br&gt;
That talk is only cheap,&lt;br&gt;
But just like you if we get back together,&lt;br&gt;
Be sure I'm playing for keeps.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;                                                                  Copyright © 2005 Stewart Harding&lt;/p&gt;
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