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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #1521401
It isn't any good, but I have always wanted to write, Luky-
The Truth





I’d like to tell my kids the truth,

That there’s no God above them.



I’d like to tell my Ex-wife that

Her hatred of me is alright.



Cause I finally realized that,

Forgiveness is closure.



All things being equal,

I just don’t care.



I spent a year in prison,

And the following one in Hell.



I’ve made some bad decisions,

As you can probably tell.



But everything is alright,

I’m not alone tonight.



All things being equal,

I just don’t care.



They say they’ve had it rough,

And that the kitchens too damn hot.



Well I’ve felt the heat,

And this is what I got.



In too deep to scream,

Far too shallow to dream.



All things being equal,

I just don’t care.



So it comes full circle,

Heads up play a tight table.



I’m holding pocket jacks,

As the flop hits low.



The next guys flush is certain

And I’ve still two bets to go.



The end is still the end,

Whether who, when or where.



And in the end everything is equal,

I just don’t care.

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