Entry Six: You're Too Little Too Late Girl

The Letter He Never Read

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Blast it all, what have I done?

Is this how it ends, is this our last run?

I once was blind, but now I see

It was you that night, the one watching me

The only eyes to hold that grip

Held on tight, with not a slip

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How could I miss such an obvious note!

Spellbound indeed, "Spellbound" I quote!

Once again you won the fool

She danced in a crowd, and did it for you

So here I go, another round

Of sleepless nights and pacing the ground

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Why in the hells did you have to appear then?

Egging the crowd, and egging my friends

Your "Mistress of Magic" as you so called your doll

Perfect in every move, never once did she fall

Holding her ground, while you strung her along

She enjoyed the attention, but loved yours most of all

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Did you know I was coming?

Was this an elaborate plot?

One of your games

To drive me insane

If not, then what am I supposed to think?

Trust is out of the question, and confusions made my heart sink

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Why is it, with every little move you make

Comes back to me, my heart I forsake

I can't trust myself, and I can't make a move

But the ball's in my court, what am I to do?

The chessboard of love, I thought I fell out

But here I am again, and once again I doubt

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If doubt leads to fear, then a coward I be

For turning my back, and leaving the board incomplete

If this poem should find you, one way or the other

I'm tired of caring, but since I can't sleep the mind wanders

Staring out my window, I never thought with his final line I conclude

P.S. I'm still not over you.