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Russian Roulette

Here I am
Again
At my window
Looking out
Another night
Spent
Drenched in longing
With a hundred names
For blue
Playing Russian Roulette
In my head
All lined up
One by one
Who will the trigger
Favour tonight
Which thought of you
Will it ignite
Oh
Don't get me wrong
I've moved on
But things
Still linger
Especially
At night
With a full moon
In the sky
Things stir
Below my skin
My body remembers
Your touch
The path traced
By your fingers
Still tingle
My legs
Quiver
With the memory
Of the times
You spent
Between them
But I've moved on
I don't look for you
Anymore
I no longer scream
You name
I don't even whisper it
There are others
That vie
For my attention
Others
That covet
The space
You held
But
On nights like this
You're still here
In a hundred
Different
Versions of blue
And I'm
A loaded gun

 

- mini giri

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