How do you manage
to take all my wordsAnd leave me with
absolutely nothingIt's almost as if you know
exactly where my weak points areHow do you manage
to take all my attentionwithout even
tryingAnd so you leave me distracted
at what's really importantIt's almost as if you know
that I am a little intrigued by youI bet you know...
how deeply I've fallenL.S
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DESOLATE
Poetry·•·°·•·°·•· De·so·late So many things could describe my poetry. It is a combination of bliss and bittersweet. One may describe it as the divine taste of strawberries. With a slight twist of sour cherries. You may have it dipped in chocolate with...