I apologize for my flushed cheeks
And lack of composure as I spill my drink
But you caught me by surprise
From across the way, your eyes trying to say hello
There was no warning
No preparation for this foreign feeling
Here I am giving myself away from the start
No ability to casually express my adulation
As your lips purse against your half-empty cup
Your bright smile traveling through the glass
You're not hiding it either, are you?
You already got my devotion
Is that too soon to say?
Well, explain this feeling then
How is it possible to have lived up until now
An ego like mine, telling me I've experienced it all
And with one moment
Your eyes confirm that I have always been wrong
You already got my devotion
About the Creator
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Doing it for the troops
The others dropped like flies around me. We fought and struggled to get to this point. I'm the only one left now. The objective is right there. A mere two hundred feet away. The last of my team got a bullet to the head right next to me, but I couldn't do anything. I was able to locate and neutralise the sniper as he shot my friend, so his death was at least not in vain.
By Mohammed Darasi6 days ago in Fiction
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