Be Begin Be End
I don't remeber how we started talking
Probably with words as simple as this,
Your attacks came rabid
I had my guard up
You came as a friend
I wanted more
I came with zeal
But my skill
Lacked edge,
Tongue less sharp,
My emotion's,
More clear,
You drifted above
Nearly in my grasp
Only for you to float away
Saturday 9th June 2018 12:50 am
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