my new poem, Look At Me
- I feel like you don't see me the right way anymore.
Your touch is missing that special something
Thatit had just weeks before.
You don't hear me when I cry out your name
In the lonely darkness of my room.
When I talk to you, you only claim
That I'm only too quick to assume
That you don't love me for the woman I am
But for the woman I used to be.
So if my accusations aren't true,
Why won't you look at me?
I like it!
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