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Date: Tuesday, 9th June 2015 @ 01:38:50 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry
Contributed By: Natkingcole
There's this girl I know
and sometimes I watch her,
not because I like to watch girls,
but I have to watch this one
because she watches me too
and it would be rude otherwise.
She's watching me now as I write
and I wonder does she know it's
about her and everything she is
and everything she does and even
the little things like her walk?
Her gestures.
I do watch her and her entire body is
a cacophony of movement and endless
rhythm. She is a plague on my senses
and I watch while she watches; both staring
and talking without tongues or spit or anything.
I need to turn away.
She can't.
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