Falsely Seen

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Falsely Seen


I see you in the magazines

     smiling at me,

     though you never will.


I see you ramp catwalks

     walking pass me,

     not a single glance for me.


I see you sing with a guitar

     singing to me,

     in reality, you won't.


I see you in others back

     broad shoulders,

     staring at me.


I see you in their hands

     grasping my hand tightly,

     yet never held mine.

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