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Swordplay It seems so strange To have been so long Feelings and emotions running wild You made me feel like I belong But the truth is, I really don’t I’m just passing through And while you made that time pleasurable It gave me a whole different view Every time you glanced at me With those purest dark brown eyes I thought deeply to myself “Am I starting to compromise?” My standards, morals, and values, Do they simple just go away? Don’t play with dangerous things And don’t mix with swordplay.
© Copyright 2006 Chavi Westwind (UN: whispermebrwn at Writing.Com).
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