Casting Glances

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Casting glances.
Field of my thoughts.
Wasting chances.
Because you’re drunk.
Want to hold my hand?
Like we were teens?
Want to be the man?
Than pretend what it seems…
We are casting glances.
Hurting deep wounds.
Before they sprout up.
We make them new.
We are casting glances,
In a field of my dreams.
We’ve used all our chances.
And we know it means.

©2014 by J.C.S.. All rights reserved.

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