I don't know what you're doing to me
I don't think you do
You came here to play a game
But it's a different game you're playing
You chuck my heart around like a cricket ball
Your fast bowl hit my wickets for six
Your running outpaces me
Outclassed
You've caught me out
Now I'm stuck in your field
One minute with you
The next against
I haven't felt this way for a long time
2 weeks to churn my stomach
2 weeks until you leave
I thought cricket was a passionless game
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He Without Sin
PoesieA new collection of poetry based on the theme of the seven deadly sins - Envy, Gluttony, Greed, Lust, Pride, Sloth and Wrath. A work in progress book, with poems added as I work on them. All based on true experiences and encounters I hope you enjoy...
