and crushed diamonds
I was ready to fall and fold
a journey of calling a bluff.
Destiny held in my palms
all fifty two dirty stepscalled bullshit when I saw it
I skipped hearts.
Hope is a random shuffle
a heavy hand if that
digging for segments with a spade
well isn't that just ace.
I have lost the king
the queen is left longing
surrounded by teasing jokers
it's a fair share; join the club.
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