oxymoron

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic


im sitting at the bar 

n then it happens 

we lock eyes 

i start feeling like i just won the grand prize

but as always with no surprize 

im thinking this must be destiny 

then she walk right up to the guy next to me

now im feeling like just me.

how could this be

i thought she was looking right at me.

now i sit here drinking 

and thinking whats wrong with me.


Submitted: December 28, 2017

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