i
do not
want
to
be
thinking
of
you.
i see
your
deep eyes
beckoning
me.
flirting
with
me.
i
turn
away
and
smash
my fingers
In a drawer.
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poetry from me. no one else, just me. just for me, just to me, just by me.
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