FoolishA Poem by Adela MuresanBleeding words with foolishness.
Would you look at me … if you’d pass me by? Would you run your needles trough me … like you did last time? Would you feel my thoughts … as my gaze falls into yours? Can you notice … how I yearn to see you… to know you… to be close to you, for the last of the painful moments, I am forced to admit that I can’t fight this feeling. You don’t even care I exist…
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10 Reviews Added on June 10, 2008 Last Updated on June 11, 2008 AuthorAdela MuresanAboutHeya, I'm a 18 year old chick for Romania, studying first year economics in college. I dance while I put my clothes back on the drawer. I like late night net-surfing , reading and reading and read.. more..Writing
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