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A mans revenge through a poker game theme... |
| Timless Revenge My cards were solid crystal. Your bet was placed of love and trust; I played my cards an’ you saw ‘em, saw ‘em before I played ‘em. But the one card I had up my sleeve, was the card one doesn’t want to see. My revenge was hidden, out of sight, lying in its prison – the making baby. Your short lived strike had beat me down but time itself will not heal your wounds. An eternity of pain, is what I'll bet on for you |