My My, Attention Seeker

I’m not wasting my time talking to you; because I want you…

Riku Arikiri

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Photo by Giorgio Trovato on Unsplash

She woke me up, one stormy night, asking for solace in my arms
Angered by her present, sorrows she sought to escape,
worthiness she had betrayed, by running in the middle of the night
to an old flame, was she lost when I was but down

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Riku Arikiri

It’s never black or white. Sometimes there’s a bit of spicy red in there as well.