Your eyes tell a story of distrust,
A critical look of disgust.
Your silhouette a message of fear,
Every step I take you are near.
Your actions tell a story of disbelief,
Your hands craft the way to the cliff.
Every dubious look a way to kill,
Keeping it in is hard to deal.
Your mouthed words strike me hard,
Nonexistent chances and glass shards.
You took your leave in fleets of steps,
I took mine in shimmering sweat.
You probably will not believe me,
Someday I will be amazing.
Your aura the shape of a spear,
I’ll be the impenetrable in my tears.
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