ME

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  • Loss

    ME

     I watch your lips moving,
    trying to hear what they speak...
    its just words,
    words without meaning,
    words without feeling.
    I look into your eyes deeply,
    they stare back at me, but they dont see me
    they dont feel me,
    they dont see me begging...
    I hold your hand to my heart,
    you think that you know,
     but you dont

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    ahardwalk commented on ME

    11-28-2010

    This poem is very good!!! How you explain how you feel and how your searching within to find something anything that can make u feel as if the feeling you feel is mutual is excellent!!
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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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