How do you manage
to take all my words
And leave me with
absolutely nothing
It's almost as if you know
exactly where my weak points are
How do you manage
to take all my attention
without even
trying
And so you leave me distracted
at what's really important
It's almost as if you know
that I am a little intrigued by you
I bet you know...
how deeply I've fallen
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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...
