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Points and Poison

Poetry By: Marathongman

Tags: Threes, A, Crowd

The result of flirting

Submitted:Oct 1, 2008    Reads: 149    Comments: 2    Likes: 2   


Tell me will you tell me,
Is this all a joke?
Smiling means you're friendly
Or you're using it as smoke.
The talk was always friendly
That is until we spoke.
Now it's points and poison
Words are just like darts
We're using them like daggers
Aiming for the heart,
Just like we had a right to.
It's really kind of frightful
To see just what we've done,
And you stand there like a princess,
Like you're not even in this
Never hurting anyone.


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