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Dec 2014
I caught you staring
at me,
you looked away,
and pulled
your sly
little smile.

I've been warned,
from the very first day,
to stay away.

But like our first
impression,
you're hard to forget.

You caught me staring
at you,
and i didn't look away.

You have my attention,
a forbidden engagement.
Why do we like the baddest people?
Ciske
Written by
Ciske  South Africa
(South Africa)   
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