just because i expected you to slip through my reach
as if my touch wasn't enough doesn't mean i'm okay;because for one split second our fingers fit perfectly
under lock and key.
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Until the Last Drop
PoetryI was going to give you my heart; you may not have wanted it, and that was okay but still, I gave it to you anyway. © Christine Marie 2017.
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just because i expected you to slip through my reach
as if my touch wasn't enough doesn't mean i'm okay;because for one split second our fingers fit perfectly
under lock and key.