Stranger

I saw him casually walk by

a perfectly perfect stranger

His arrogant nose stuck up in the sk

 

His face plagued my mind

His words played again in my head

No magic spell could I find

Nothing special in what he said

 

Almost as though the word has gone wrong

a perfectly perfect stranger

Shouldn't stir feelings this strong

 

Butterflies flut-ter-ing

Heart Stut-te-ring

 

Is my heart a sick joke

(Can you be so cruel, Fate?)

My emotions mimic smoke

 

A perfectly perfect stranger

I here contemplate

 

 

 
 

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