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In my left hand a joker, In my right a Jack of Hearts: A wild card that will break this game And I know in these crimes nobody can claim- Their hearts back. The dealer, the eyes of Judgement Offers me a King of Spades, Which I could use to dig up my grave After you withdraw your red knave. I dig my nails into my palms The game is on the stakes are way too high my queen of hearts is reflected in your eyes Thumb is rubbing on that ace of spades the hard way always taught me I should know my place but I cannot resist your call
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Jun 17, 2017
Jun 17, 2017 at 5:04 AM UTC
The Last Hand [collab]
In my left hand a joker, In my right a Jack of Hearts: A wild card that will break this game And I know in these crimes nobody can claim- Their hearts back. The dealer, the eyes of Judgement Offers me a King of Spades, Which I could use to dig up my grave After you withdraw your red knave. I dig my nails into my palms The game is on the stakes are way too high my queen of hearts is reflected in your eyes Thumb is rubbing on that ace of spades the hard way always taught me I should know my place but I cannot resist your call
A big thank you to Eleni who started me up on this one with her witty stanzas! I encourage you, reader, to pay a visit to her beautiful work! It's been a pleasure :)
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gabriel-burns
Jun 17, 2017
Jun 17, 2017 at 5:04 AM UTC
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