In my mind,
This will all blow over,
But in hers,
I'm not worth it.
She thinks that I'm
All pretend.
I turn off the lights,
And leave once again.
Returning
With many thoughts
Deep
As the end.
Fire, lights, excitement,
An explosion
Of amazing ideas-
Creative at it's best.
When she stares at me,
And I can feel the stress,
I ignite the night
All over again.
I release with my high;
Everything
Is pretend.
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