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[bleedout]

I had a dream last night
the cards were dealt
we were sitting around the table
ready for a game of bullshit.

"2 of clubs"
i let that one slide
"7 of diamonds"
the syllables slid off my lips
with a shocking familiarity
"bullshit"

the deck never seemed to end
and I couldn't stop myself
"bullshit"
"bullshit"
"bullshit"
even when i knew it was more than likely the truth.

I couldn't stand to take the chance
that just perhaps i'd hear the tiny mutter of
"peanut butter"
and know that I had been fooled
if even for only a moment.

And as the deck continued, my hand grew
as others shrunk
Slowly they all left the table
as I sat alone with my hand

I couldn't bring myself to cry
almost happy to lose so long as
i was never the fool.

and in the end
there was only me.