January 14, 2013
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When I see your face
One thing comes to mind
Its not hate or jealousy
But surely it’s unkind

It makes me want to hurl
Or jump off of a tree
Id rather not look at it
But please o’ please don’t look at me

It really is awful
But I must proclaim
When somebody sees you
You’re a face without a name

You wander the halls
Tirelessly and endlessly
Wondering why
Your pain is everyone’s ecstasy

You push through the day
With one thing in mind
Having to go home
And face the mirror just one more time..

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Jan. 21, 2013 at 11:35 pm
Loved it! Very meaningful- very deep! Loved the repetition. Beautiful poetry. You're gifted- so keep writing! :)
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