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They seem they’re you’re friends, and maybe they are
From the man dealing cards
To the gal at the bar
The sights and the sounds, make you feel right at home
But deep in your head you are still all alone
A wager or two just to pass up the time
Again and again ’till you’ve spent the last dime
You’re up then you’re down
Till your head spins around
You’ve had the last turn, time to get out of town
The friends give a smile as you exit the gate
Your pockets are empty, you’re full of self hate
What they don’t know, is you’ve just lost the rent
You’re walking away having lost every cent
They say you’re a fool, no one made you go in
They say its your problem, you know it’s a sin
That may be true but the lost can still win
Beware of all this and go look for new friends– Joker
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a very powerful poem.i love it!!
i can so identify with that walk of shame as you leave forcing a smile ! -
Beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing!
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