would you please,

piss off please.

would you please, 

piss off please.

the hesitation in your eyes

tells her you want more

and yet again she moves across

the floor,

but the obvious is now your surprise

and you still try to persuade her despite 

you've become an annoyance

it could have been avoided

your heart is clenched in a crimson fist

and you won't let go of making this right

at least in your eyes.

so she pleads..

won't you please,

piss off, please.

won't you please,

piss off please.

you stand hand beside hand

cradling a drink

the war is at your feet

you attempt to step ahead

but the actions are of your heart

not of your head

tripping in midstep 

a half hearted attempt

you've almost given up

raised hand with cup 

taken a sip 

turned away and stayed 

but glances back to look

you see she's walked away.

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