The Jack of HeartsA Poem by Dee Oddbinshouse of cardsI stalked the man who dared to try and live up to my name - nothing left but emptiness - nothing felt but shame - the crimes of generations, now piled upon my head - for one remorseless act - and all relations dead - and now I gently scream at the broken down remains - of Yesterdays hotel - and all tomorrows pains,
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