June 11, 2012
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Do you see how I feel about you?
Do you see the shattering of my heart?
Do you see me cry?
Do you see me die inside?

Of course you don’t.
You never will.
Because you don’t even care
Enough to spit in my direction.

You left me over some braces wearing,
Evil looking,
Unkempt black hair,
Green eyed squinty
Looking girl.

How could you leave me
sitting here in the dark
Waiting for a Prince Charming
Who may never come?

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