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Sad You're not blind... you see me here..
Each time you hide... It brings a tear...
Push me away... when I come near....
Just let me stay... let me be here....
You're not that slow... you're well aware...
But how I feel... you just don't care...
Can I please come... stand over there...
Let me come close... without that stare...
You're not happy... I hear you moan...
You look so cold... so hard like stone...
Too hard for me... To stand alone...
But, alone I stand... and turn to stone...
- Lo Ruhamah
Wicked, never seen anything like this. Keep up the amazing work, but change your picture in your profile... :P Chao
I also remember when you wrote this one, it also means alot even ifyou dont remember why. but these 2 poems i critiqued really do mean a lot to me. all of your writing does.. um yeah i'm done being silly now Molly