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Light a Match, For I Deserve to Burn
by Amanda L MarronWhat is it that flickers deep within your eyes?
I see you trying to hide it
Lurking in your mind
(a guilty conscience maybe?)
The "No Admittance" sign flickers in my face
(I'm talking to a brick wall)
You don't even look at me anymore
I'm just an asset now
No longer the most "important" person in the world to you
Just a doll on your shelf
Growing dusty as the days, months pass on
I tried to pretend that everything was okay
...I can't pretend anymore... 11/17/2005 Posted on 11/17/2005
Copyright © 2024 Amanda L Marron
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| Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 11/28/05 at 03:37 PM strange, isn't it? that we must struggle at un-pretending, because we've been taught and thumped and trained to pretend everything's alright, anything goes, and even *"No Admittance" signs* — are we to pretend these are not burns to our heart? Very well captured here. —Jill |
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