Your eyes are searching for a treasure
They're pointing straight in my direction
My gaze is scanning eagerly
I pray you will come find me
But as you're probing my direction
You keep avoiding my projection
Who are you looking for instead?
Trying so hard but I'm right there
I've worked to so hard to make me worthy
You think you're light years beyond me
I declare war on you and you will see
At the end you're mid only
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Poet gangster (
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Comments1
When one puts themselves above you it can be infuriating. Arrogance should well be a sin. Nicely written
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