Ace of hearts, you used to be the suicide king, you used to be such a fool for love.
You were of the same suit, but you had a sword through your head and a crown on top of it.
You were part of a full house but moved out upon realizing that the deck was fixed and not in your favor. I think I told you that I didn't want to play anymore, either.
Ace of hearts, tell me, is it good not to be king? A king means little without some sort of pair, but aces must get lonely, too.
Life as an ace is unpredictable. In some games you're most valuable, a hot commodity, everybody's after you. But in others you're next to meaningless.
In any case, this is to say that I like having you in my hand.
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