Little by little- All of it ‘round your finger tips- They mimic your movements- From each lick, each stare, each smile- Long drawn out pregnant pauses- Cause you didn’t say a word? These people revolve around you- I’m sorry that’s absurd- Swung into your orbit- Stares flash all over- Integrity never in question- Inquisitive, not one of them- Just jesters juggling you along- Just juggling you- If kindness on red carpets- Shaking purchased hands- Is what you wanna do- What comes of it- Fool’s gold in an absurd disparity- Just juggling you along-Birth sign: Libra
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