Broken Hearts and Poker

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You have the best hand;
the Ace of Spades, an advantage.
Spades cut, blood flows.
Heartburn without food, flames.
You put all in;
Money has no worth if it is guarunteed.
My poker face must not be as good as thought,
My hand goes down,
Queen of Hearts;
You place it back in the deck without a second look.





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