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The Face Cards

The Face Cards (first version) The table is set. Blood has been spilled Rules have been finalized The devil is dealing the cards They have been shuffled and dealt I’ve been dealt a crappy hand You knew it, you knew it all along When you took my innocence away from me You stole who I was, from me From the place in my very own soul You didn’t even blink not at all You never thought about what you had just done My life has been hell Now I am seated at deaths doorstep Playing poker to stay in the game of life I will not fold until the last card is dealt There is a wild card for me to play I have an ace up my sleeve… I got this. I got it! Someday I will get a part of me back Still there a small part gone forever like a vapor mist Hope now, you know, what you did to me that day What you took I lost! Just have to hold on and play Few more hands of cards I will beat him at his own... game In my heart, what’s left? After you violated my little precious worth being I know you are next to be seated at this very own table Playing poker for the pathetic coward, you are inside You see now, I have already seen your cards There is nothing to play, will have to fold your cards You will have to cash in your chips Cross over deaths threshold How I did it, you ask? How did I cheat death? He never saw the faces of my cards The faces of people who love me Who were there fighting for me They minds were set in stone Praying for me, out of love for me They were not giving up on me They all believed in me so much Tell me then... How then can I give up on me! On me! He never saw… The cards I was holding in my hands

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