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Just Speak

Do you see her?

The girl across the room

with forlorn eyes

and chipped nail polish.

She probably worked

really hard on her nails

but she's nervous

and standing alone

with no one to talk to

and nothing

to occupy her mind.

 

"I should talk to her," thinks a boy

watching from across the room

"I can't talk to her"

 

"She's too beautiful

and I do not have the courage

and maybe she wants

to be left alone anyway"

 

Little does he know,

she wants him to talk to her

because although she would never admit it

she does not do well

on her own

and loneliness

is making a permanent home

in her heart.

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Written by
jill-stinehart
Published
May 29, 2013
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Notes

Just now posting some stuff I wrote a while ago

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