Me Through Your Eyes
The pictures that scare me most,
are the ones of me
taken by you.
With you behind the camera,
I know its the real me you see.
The vulnerable,
lovable,
soul
I used to be.
Sometimes I wonder,
would you even recognize me now?
I don't know the girl smiling at me
from a black frame where I stand alone.
You captured the beauty
of someone I no longer know.
V. Green
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Dreams And Things
PoetryThoughts. Emotions. Dreams. Ideas. Needs. Words, wanting an escape. (but forever trapped in an endless loop)
