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I felt your presence Your silent footsteps Still I heard You seemed uncertain Not sure if it was okay My back somehow turned anxious I don't know if you felt it I stayed the way I was Not turning my head I waited And you stepped sideways Away from me For a while As if gauging If I would be accomodating You saw me flip a hair Talk back to someone else Not caring one bit If you were there Now you started to walk Rounding a pillar Straight to my line of vision You made your presence known I looked at you Casually speaking your name You looked at me In the eye Did you see something? Was there a telltale sign That I was anxious as you Like we were in a fight And now contemplating reconcillation Laughing inside Yeah..we were fools Engaging in silent war Ignore..reject.. As if testing who will hold Power between us I smirk... I knew it You would not be able to hold on You will succumb I am your temptation Someone you could not easily dismiss However you wanted In the end Triumphantly I won. This game of me and you I wonder when will this end?
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May 24, 2018
May 24, 2018 at 1:09 AM UTC
Game of Me and You
I felt your presence Your silent footsteps Still I heard You seemed uncertain Not sure if it was okay My back somehow turned anxious I don't know if you felt it I stayed the way I was Not turning my head I waited And you stepped sideways Away from me For a while As if gauging If I would be accomodating You saw me flip a hair Talk back to someone else Not caring one bit If you were there Now you started to walk Rounding a pillar Straight to my line of vision You made your presence known I looked at you Casually speaking your name You looked at me In the eye Did you see something? Was there a telltale sign That I was anxious as you Like we were in a fight And now contemplating reconcillation Laughing inside Yeah..we were fools Engaging in silent war Ignore..reject.. As if testing who will hold Power between us I smirk... I knew it You would not be able to hold on You will succumb I am your temptation Someone you could not easily dismiss However you wanted In the end Triumphantly I won. This game of me and you I wonder when will this end?
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struggling-pen
May 24, 2018
May 24, 2018 at 1:09 AM UTC
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