Goes on

It is now the people think that their chance is high
The feeling I have continues
Yet we breathe the same air
So….I am still poisoned by its presence
Forgive me but I continue to write
Even when the tease some
Can’t put your eyes somewhere else
Watching as you turn your back
Maybe does it bother you
But, as I will be living with its eyes
I’ll give the same

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