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Just another game

It's a simple game,
a game made to see who caves first,
I stand there bitterly looking at you,
arms crossed against my chest.
You stand there looking into my eyes unsure on whether or not you should give up.
A few minutes go by,
you walk close to me,
grabbing me by the waist bringing your lips down to mine,
it's your way of giving up.
I turn my head,
rejecting your lips.
Annoyed you roll your eyes,
i giggle and clutch your shirt with my fists and pull you into me.
You look into my eyes,
and this time,
I bring my lips to yours.





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