Luck of Cards

It was a sin, I was told
There was no one that knew the truth
You told me you could find the answers
But there was nothing left but dust

I should have tried hard to find it
The detective they called me
Everywhere the clues led to nothing but misery

If no one can find the truth,
how will I find my heart
Its broken will and desires gone
I can show nothing,
but my luck of cards





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