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Rated: E · Poetry · Relationship · #2040965

Lost in the roundabout

Roundabout

I entered the conversation
You made way and let me in
I paused, nervous hesitation
almost hidden by a grin.

People talked and interrupted
Hard to find myself a space
Our rhythm felt corrupted
Not in synch and out of place.

Though you twisted, dodged and parried
Others never left us be
Lost the thread, and I was carried
off to miss our destiny.
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