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Feb 2013
in the best places you took me
up north to that pristine beach
and south in that wild berry farm
You held me high in that roller coaster ride
covered my soles on the hazy salt farm

I loved you and held you near
You matched my dress
slow rocked my suit
and made grand my lousiest sporty top

when I chose you I had no second thoughts
when I'm with the othersΒ Β 
I still think of you

WE are like the best team there is

but then your color started to fade
your insole started flaking
in every stride
your tongue started resisting
to every run
underneath that slender vamp
you started hurting my skin
digging deep my big toe mound
sometimes rips it open and leaves it swollen

yet I still lingered in your warmth
declining the possibilities of giving up
for I got used to having you around
no matter what the crowd
didn't want us to part

staring at you
here on Our cozy bench
I ask
until when?
Elaiza Banasig
Written by
Elaiza Banasig  Philippines
(Philippines)   
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