Always Read the Fine Print

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Why do I always have to guess?
Read between the blurred lines.
The foggy mist of your true intentions.
Do you want to be with me?
Am I just another one of your so called, "friends"?
I'm so lost when I open my lips and exhale my thoughts to you.
I can't tell if I'm just blabbering nonsense about love, while you're probably sitting there, squeezing my heart until it loses its rhythm.
Laughing about how much I love you.
You're like the devil, sipping blood out of a chalice full of the souls of the hopeless.
but no matter how many times I let you prance your way down the tunnels of my mind, you just leave hidden messages and signs.
I see everything you leave behind.
Your taunting eyes.
Your alluring smile.
Your addicting laugh.
I need some sort of closure.
Please let me know instead of toying with me like I'm your personal puppet.
4/17/19

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