FALL FROM POWER
by Dwain
He sits there smilingAs love breaks the moldA pendulumn of emotionBut shes in control
He stands there waitingFor words made of dreamsBalanced in her handsIts not what it seems
Hes stranded there wantingMore than allowedHer timid reactionHes one in the crowd
He continues to pressReturns to the sinOpposites onceAre now with him
Shes stranded there thinkingRemorse and regretOnce was for grantedWas lost as the bet
She stands there wonderingWhat could have beenA flawless danceIf she were with him
She sits there waitingFor time to come throughHer fall from powerLeaves them no clue
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