Friday, February 1, 2019

The confrontation

You and me
Me and you
Eye to eye
Toe to toe

Tempers high
Fists about to fly
Blood may be spilt
Teeth may be lost

The heat rises
As we stand nose to nose
At this moment
Sizing each other up

You and me
Me and you
Eye to eye
Toe to toe

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