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Feb 2011
Royally flushed;

chips spent cheap

wasted bets,

too sour champagne

Gambling with your heart

a last resort at best,

Never thought

I'd lose this fabulous

game of life,

of Russian Roulette.

words spin, they say we

only get to draw 21

chances to either

fold or win.

Take that heart

to texas and hold'em

tight.

High stakes to play;

no end in sight.

I'm sorry this life is

a casino,

and you without

love to bet.
Written by
Alexis Reiko Lynch
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   T James and William Jaramillo
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