How long will you not see me,
Walk past me with your lowered eyes,
How long will your thoughts consume me,
Like fire licking a log of wood,
How long will my skin thirst for your touch,
My memories fade away,
Like mist laden morning,
Your scent is not potent enough to help me breath,
I search around in every crowd,
For your eyes,
Once they held so much love are now empty,
Just like mine,
I have learnt my mistakes,
So have you,
How long will my own reflection nauseated me,
How long..
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Amateur poems
Poetry'I walk alone with bruises and scars, some over my body and some inside of me' TRIGGER ALERT!! Do not read if you get easily disturbed with topics like racism, rape, depression, sucide and death.. *Winner of Equestrian awards!! *2nd place in the BLO...
