You cannot reinforce a house of cards.
You can't pin or glue two cards together,
without weighing them down.
You build a house of cards with no foundation,
each suit exposed to the elements
no earth to keep them in place.
I built my house of cards with you.
You helped me form the walls and build it tall.
I'd revel in our masterpiece to watch you blow it all down.
You can't build a house of cards with a joker.
There are far too many tricks up their sleeves,
you have to split the deck and become your own ace.
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Josey Pickering
Autistic, non-binary, queer horror nerd with a lot to say.
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The woman sat nonplussed, in the Waiting Room. In a sort of daze, looking straight ahead patiently. She had already had three small breakfast's that morning and a nip of sherry, this was not unusual she would typically wait until an hour after she took her anti-depressant and was her morning routine. She was merely following instructions she assured herself, shifted slightly in her seat and feeling a little heart burn thought, maybe she should skip lunch. Dom had said to have the task done this week. She was well used to his methods and desired to get this over and done with soon. She glanced at her watch, smiled weakly at the Receptionist who was there for a moment and then gone.
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Mic drop! That wass freaking awesome!