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Dec 2015
I

am

invisible

to the invisible.

I search the crowd for a pair of wondering eyes

Hoping to make eye contact for a split second

Hoping

I still mean

a speck of something



I

am

everything

then I am nothing.

I can be on top of the world

But as soon as you pass without acknowledgment

Barren

is what my

emotions become



I

am

shoving

my emotions to the side

you mean nothing to me anymore

but you did mean something

we did have something
Anne Faye
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Anne Faye
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