Shes Gone

October 9, 2009
You cross paths with her
As she saunters along
She looks up from the floor
To look in your eyes
But you can't see
The longing
The sadness
The pain
The ridicule
that she faces
But it is you that she is looking at
the moment passes
And so do you

Next day
You cross paths again
She stares at you through blood shot eyes
Looking and searching
For somthing more
You stare back but nothing
You just pass her again

Next day
You dont see her on your path
Locker cleared out
And books all returned
Looks of sorrow pass you
She's gone

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