Thursday, 30 April 2009

SOC (stream of conscious)

Pretend I'm invisible,
pretend I don't exist,
but don't glance my way
don't look in my direction
don't share a quick look.
Just stop.
I would be so much better,
so much happier without the tastes,
without the snatches of him.
Take the questions
take the curiousity out of your eyes.
Walk out of the door of my life,
and please close it behind you.

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