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Jan 2014
I thought I saw
something in your eyes
when you looked at me
so undisguised.
I thought I felt
a pierce from your gaze
while our eyes were stuck
in a deadlock game.
I must have misread
what you had in mind;
I felt a pierce, no doubt,
but of a wicked kind.
erin
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