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Feb 2013
You send my brain spiraling into a fog of confusion.
I try to reach out to you for clarity,
And it's like
you don't even care.

What do you expect me to do?

All that I feel,
it is so unexplainable.

But somehow you don't even
try to understand.

What do you expect me to do?

You won't listen.
My words pass you
like the wind
on a cold winter's day.

You know it's there,
and it stings,
but you choose to ignore it.
Lily Karter
Written by
Lily Karter  Kentucky
(Kentucky)   
441
   --- and Donny Edward Klein
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