Roulette

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The Organ of Love

It's a game of chance

And I'm not willing

To go out and take that chance

As I sit here watching the clouds fly by

The time goes to

I'm too lazy

Or maybe too scared

Of many rejections

Time is running out

Someone dies every minute

What if my minute is next

It's a fifty fifty chance

And I'm going to walk away

With what I have

Which is practically

Nothing

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Just some scattered thoughts about something

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