A name is uttered
My lips part
Shocks in my body
Flutters in my heart
Smiles unconcealed
Thoughts focused on one
Hands gripped tight
Peace there is none
Control my feelings
Win the game
"What is it to me?"
Just a name
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Coffee Stains
Short StorySwirling spoon in steaming drink Ripples the secret thoughts I think Streaming tears and long felt pains So much in my coffee stains
