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Aug 2015
I hate it when you don't like me
For a minute or two
Noticed it once from the distance in your eyes
That you don't love me,
Not the way you used to.

I watched from the pier
As they struggled to see
The shore from here.
I turned away as they sank
Under the waves of doubt
And out of sight.

It was blue, not the sky,
But you.
Yes, everything was turning into sadness
While I was looking at the view.
Couldn't stop it if I tried
Couldn't lift my arm
To flag down help.

Maybe I'll regret it someday,
But not right now.
Emma Duncanson
Written by
Emma Duncanson  Glasgow
(Glasgow)   
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