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i know her fingers don't hover
over the keyboard like mine prefer
mind thinking the words over and over
i know she has the attracting force
making you ask for more
we are just magnets with same poles
i know my words are harsh
unfiltered and offensive
unlike her sugar-coated remarks
she knows which button to push
which lever to pull
just to pursue your interest
she knows she has the crown
with overflowing ego sown
and she will never put it down
she knows this love will stay the same
you're yet for her to tame
and she won't stop playing her game
YOU ARE READING
Wishful Thinker
Poetry/wɪʃfʊl θɪŋkə/ . of the unreachable dreams . "you don't understand me, you never do you never see words the way I always do now I will bombard you with words see if you will ever be lost for words" started : 180219 ended : 181205
