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Jul 2014
To her I'm the invisible man,
She stares right through
As if I were transparent,
like looking through air.
To her I'm an inanimate object
That doesn't need a second look,
Or even a quick stare.
My heart is beating,
I am alive,
I have feelings that get bruised
Just like any other man.
A simple smile,
A warm hello,
These would fade these bruised emotions,
But its not like she could tell.
In her eyes I'm nothing but an
Invisible man,
As she stares right through me,
With out even the faintest hello.
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
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