#stakes - Hello Poetry

at crossroads I was, unable to choose where I would go, and what I could lose the clock was ticking, the other cars waiting in the middle I stood, debating, debating ~ the decision to make, what path to take what would I lose, when so much was at stake?

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Aug 17, 2022

Aug 17, 2022 at 4:22 AM UTC

KeertanaA

dilemma

at crossroads I was, unable to choose where I would go, and what I could lose the clock was ticking, the other cars waiting in the middle I stood, debating, debating ~ the decision to make, what path to take what would I lose, when so much was at stake?

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9 seats 9 brains 9 kids All kids Expected to know To understand Expected to focus On a screen with no meaning No root in reality A brain being molded On another’s dime // EW

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Nov 9, 2020

Nov 9, 2020 at 2:15 PM UTC

eden-wheeler

Data

9 seats 9 brains 9 kids All kids Expected to know To understand Expected to focus On a screen with no meaning No root in reality A brain being molded On another’s dime // EW

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No matter how many times We are shuffled. No matter how many times We are split apart. I'll always find you. My Queen, my diamond in the rough. My heart forever upright in your hand. Lost in all the minutes, the seconds. All the numbered cards and look a likes That re-symbol you, re-symbol I. Shuffled in search of love Shuffled in search to belong My head nestled warm against yours. Split between us two Face flat against your heart. Lost in the minutes, the seconds All the numbered cards and look a likes That could never surmount the stakes of losing you. No matter the bluff

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Apr 23, 2019

Apr 23, 2019 at 11:00 AM UTC

kewayne-wadley

Stakes

No matter how many times We are shuffled. No matter how many times We are split apart. I'll always find you. My Queen, my diamond in the rough. My heart forever upright in your hand. Lost in all the minutes, the seconds. All the numbered cards and look a likes That re-symbol you, re-symbol I. Shuffled in search of love Shuffled in search to belong My head nestled warm against yours. Split between us two Face flat against your heart. Lost in the minutes, the seconds All the numbered cards and look a likes That could never surmount the stakes of losing you. No matter the bluff

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me and her we barely talk like spies for different governments I've tried extracting information but I'm cut off, passing out and I wake up every time 17, heart-broken with silence blank stares scan my every evening somehow I am still invisible turning this into a cold green light to explore the dark corridors of my heart my thoughts turn to microfilms and battle plans and secret blueprints my cover's hanging by a thread I'm now a fugitive with everything to lose a secret agent in love with their handler, the disembodied string of signs on glowing screen how much emptier than this is it possible to get because there is no home and you can't just go back to the agency one wrong step and charges vary from espionage to treason and there've never been any right moves at all so now it's back to basics

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Jul 24, 2017

Jul 24, 2017 at 2:50 PM UTC

gabriel-burns

Serious Games (The Agent, pt.1)

me and her we barely talk like spies for different governments I've tried extracting information but I'm cut off, passing out and I wake up every time 17, heart-broken with silence blank stares scan my every evening somehow I am still invisible turning this into a cold green light to explore the dark corridors of my heart my thoughts turn to microfilms and battle plans and secret blueprints my cover's hanging by a thread I'm now a fugitive with everything to lose a secret agent in love with their handler, the disembodied string of signs on glowing screen how much emptier than this is it possible to get because there is no home and you can't just go back to the agency one wrong step and charges vary from espionage to treason and there've never been any right moves at all so now it's back to basics

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Here's a toast To those who never asked for it Because they really need one And i for one am not letting them out That would be wrong of me And wrong for you You got to think about the things that you do Even if they appear as minor They're much larger in the other portraits This card game shouldn't end in a forfeit But those few seem to anyways High stakes, low stakes Makes no difference to me.

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Mar 12, 2016

Mar 12, 2016 at 2:00 PM UTC

peter-r-hamilton

Here's A Toast

Here's a toast To those who never asked for it Because they really need one And i for one am not letting them out That would be wrong of me And wrong for you You got to think about the things that you do Even if they appear as minor They're much larger in the other portraits This card game shouldn't end in a forfeit But those few seem to anyways High stakes, low stakes Makes no difference to me.

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