The Undecided

August 30, 2010
By emilyli202 PLATINUM, Fort Wayne, Indiana
emilyli202 PLATINUM, Fort Wayne, Indiana
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Discriminating stranger,

In your map of purple gauze



I find retreat.


In cool hands,


Calm and collected is solace.






And as the words escape your lips





This foreign language melts my heart







With the ability








To burn.


Could I recover





After giving what’s not mine?
The unexpected leaves one gaurded,




Yet a single glance has me stripped


Of all precaution,
And I find myself lost






In the promise of a stranger.


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