It’s Not Good For Me To Fall For Either Of You

It’s Not Good For Me To Fall For Either Of You short poem

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Fast winds and salty sea spray

You’re the one on my mind

Tanned skin and hair astray

How could we have been so blind?

Country songs at the background

Falling in love with another

Could you still stick around?

In case my heart grows bolder

I liked you even before

Is it too late for us to start?

Two couples make four

But I want to be on your part

Tricky situations and less time to kill

How would you react if you know how I feel?

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Hi there. I am Elli. I actually nicknamed myself Elli. I am 21 and dreading turning another year older by November. I write brain farts, rants, poems and sometimes, just sometimes, short stories. I fill silences with words and kill time with words. I read, listen, and write. My whole being revolves around literature – how I perceive and express it. I am a child of the bloody/inky pen.
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