Friday, April 20, 2012

The Fakest "Okay" on the Planet

I cannot begin to tell you
How my soul burns
When you rustle past my questioning eyes
Without a word
Or a glance
Or even a breath of recognition.

I am invisible now
And my face is smudged off the
Paper
So all you must see is
Two clenched fists
Threatening your independence.

Please stop.
I will not steal you
Or your heart
So please, please stop
Stoning me.

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