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Twisted mind games
How did you land here?Lost in your process
Movements limited,
I couldn't even see themYou called me by your name to
keep me in quicksand
Your fingertips graze mine,
an illusion of a saviourTrain shatters my bone like fine china
This is most amusing to you, isn't it?It was on a train too
Your eyes emerald-green
but cold as the ocean at nightI should have seen it coming before you crossed the bridge
You held me for two long winters,
I should've known being in burning-hot embrace will cook me up insideDouse myself in freezing water,
get some on you
You couldn't handle being coldMind twisting games
You and your stupid games
You just had to have your fix
You just had to be fixated on me_______________________________
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Mélange
PoésieCollection of literature by one author. - All written by me - Update whenever I can. Warning: This might be an endless journey.