Pearl white needles tucked in secret
Bleeding kisses, piercing skin
Secret skeletons, barely hidden
Skin merely tissue for the tears
Hidden punctures, leaking fears
Tearing down the house of cards
Fear of love places vigilant guards
Cards and love are a gambler’s delight
Guarding hearts and hands, the loser’s plight
Delight in chasing, love, money, or winning
Plights from smiling liars are new ways of sinning
Winning cannot happen in a game with no rules
Sinning with a gambler is a game played by fools
Mah Butt Itches 
This is very good poetry .
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