Miss InvisibleA Poem by Lydia Jamison
You cannot see me.
I am invisible. It's a beautiful feeling, Not to be seen. All the places That I used to haunt, Are now empty. My presence is gone. No one can say That they miss me, Or that they are glad To see me go. If they want To come looking, I will wait Right here in the open. I am Miss Invisible. © 2010 Lydia Jamison |
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1 Review Added on May 25, 2010 Last Updated on May 25, 2010 AuthorLydia JamisonHuntington Beach, CAAboutJust a teenage girl who loves music and literature. Nothing more to it. more..Writing
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