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Attention I seek,
Attention I am meek,
Beg for me not,
Just please spare me,
The tiniest dot,
Of your precious time and effort,
Wasted on somebody else's,
Dying knot.
YOU ARE READING
Silence and Bass
Poetry[COMPLETED] The silence was too deafening so I wrote them in tattered torn pages with jagged lines. Poems I wrote even in my sleep. The ink in my pen profusely bleeding out words and stories from my past that shaped my present and makes me anticipa...
