There is this guy
Sitting two rows behind
I can feel his eyes on me.
Eyes that give off
An intensity so strong
It beckons me to turn.
His face is thoughtful
Left hand cupping chin
Watching my every move.
A scientist observing
Some secret experiment
The aberration that is me.
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The inspiration for this piece was simply a guy who I caught non-creepily staring during class.
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The Quasi-Coherent Ramblings of a Self Proclaimed Hermitess
De TodoIf the title didn't say it all read on. A collection of poems, other short works and random ideas with varying themes. Reader input is encouraged, oh and a "Hermitess" is a female hermit. Most entries have a base in my real life, but then again mos...
