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Before him I was the cautious type Now I sat across the table from him At last chance bloomed to life Around him I swear I felt the warmth of the sun’s golden light No Young heart don’t fall for it You’re just a little tired Or maybe your guard is down tonight Avoid him If he asks for another date Deny Deny the chance of happiness On the bright side you’ll save your heart from a shattering death I said to myself Don’t play with fire But I guess deep down lived a dormant pyromaniac He found a crack Wiggled his way in Cleared out years worth of dust and spider webs He began to make a home in my heart What is a home without a light He flipped the switch bringing illuminating life It was then I felt everything I thought I had known fall apart This was the start The start to a work of art titled ‘Chance’ I chanced all my chips In return I won his lips His sunset kiss         My very first chance made my heart race         Like sand to the eye         I wanted so badly to avoid it         But it was bound to happen sometime         The first couple nights         I cried         A piece of me was no longer mine         Chances I despise         But at 4:03 in the morning I realized         That we were a chance         Chances are trust
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Jul 8, 2015
Jul 8, 2015 at 2:38 PM UTC
Trust
Before him I was the cautious type Now I sat across the table from him At last chance bloomed to life Around him I swear I felt the warmth of the sun’s golden light No Young heart don’t fall for it You’re just a little tired Or maybe your guard is down tonight Avoid him If he asks for another date Deny Deny the chance of happiness On the bright side you’ll save your heart from a shattering death I said to myself Don’t play with fire But I guess deep down lived a dormant pyromaniac He found a crack Wiggled his way in Cleared out years worth of dust and spider webs He began to make a home in my heart What is a home without a light He flipped the switch bringing illuminating life It was then I felt everything I thought I had known fall apart This was the start The start to a work of art titled ‘Chance’ I chanced all my chips In return I won his lips His sunset kiss         My very first chance made my heart race         Like sand to the eye         I wanted so badly to avoid it         But it was bound to happen sometime         The first couple nights         I cried         A piece of me was no longer mine         Chances I despise         But at 4:03 in the morning I realized         That we were a chance         Chances are trust
This is the third poem out of my poetry series!  Fear and Chance can also be found on my page!  I'd love for you to see them all and hear what you have to say about them!
#love#trust#broken#sad#passion#hope#lust#teen#inspirational
melissa-sherwood
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Jul 8, 2015
Jul 8, 2015 at 2:38 PM UTC
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