January 11, 2012
Your gaze does not linger upon me I am unseen unless you have heard. I am a whisper in a screaming crowed my music a lost beat in a symphony. But it is my writing that shines to others to me it is raw and bleeding. Your opinions are more valued than mine your thoughts more important. But my writing is heard and thought of not my voice. But the time will come, when I will be seen heard and hopefully respected. Your gaze does not linger it is true but someday you will truly see me. Someday soon

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