May 7, 2008

the way he's standing there
his egotistical self
and all to eager manner
his swagger

standing there
just look at him
the smirk across his face
the demeanor put forth
the shameful array

his little smile
glare gleaming through his eyes
eyes that gnaw at you
from afar,
rip you apart

closes in upon you
won't move
waiting for a- never gonna happen- glance
thinks he knows,

still standing there
still fixed upon you
the feeling’s back
just look at him

what does he know
think he'll make me shy away
or make me come and dance
he doesn't know
I'm standing just the same

"This will certify that the above work is completely original."
Daniella Robin Bondar

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