Saturday 8 January 2011

A feeling. A nudge.

A crush,
a fling,
a faux feeling.
Like, desire, lust,
a satan thing.

A crack
shows itself.
Questions arise,
sugared answers
cannot disguise.

Crunch time
comes.
Lost and disgraced,
we turn to the
crumbs.

A break.

Our heart he did
not take.

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