Poetry

Do

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you see me now

the beauty that blinded you that day

or do you see the girl who once so full of energy

Now so drained of energy that she looks like death is near.

When will you see the hurt that I’ve be harboring inside of me for too long it seems now.

When will it be a good time to tell you how I feel and if I do will you even listen to me or grow bored with my sad life.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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