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Oct 2013
Stop staring.

I don't think you see.
It doesn't matter,
Look where you will.

It really doesn't matter
If it makes me feel ill.

Please don't touch.

Did you not hear me?
It doesn't matter,
Do what you must.

It really doesn't matter
If I crumble to dust.
Amanda In Scarlet
Written by
Amanda In Scarlet  London, UK
(London, UK)   
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