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Gambling with Air

by @PTH

"Happy endings are just stories that haven't finished yet"   Is that why only the good die young?   Why young people seem so desperate to leave this earth?   "Kill me now" thrown like casual greetings across school hallways   Makes it so hard to tell who's really hurting and who's bluffing   In this strip poker game against life where life always wins   Takes the clothes right off your back and leaves you naked with a bad hand knowing soon you'll have to sell your body   And maybe I want to live long enough to see the world end   Would that be enough compensation?   I don't think so, because nothing will erase the pain of seeing something beautiful for the first time.   Except I think that's what they call happiness now, isn't it?   Because tears don't count unless they're shed over big problems so fake it,   Bluff it   I know the moment I get my cards that this second chance was only a play to keep me in the game for one more hand-   Let's see how much I can loose.
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