Poems

                             By: Tsureie
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Photo by Milan Ahir

Why won’t anyone look at me?

Why won’t anyone notice me?

I’m standing right here in front of you

Am I anything to you?

Or am I nothing to you?

To be invisible to you

Is too harsh to be true

To be nothingness is like a speck of dust

Or someone consumed with lust

To break the bind of trust

From trust to lust to dust

 

 

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Stress Reliever

 

                                 By: Tsureie
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Photo by eberhard grossgasteiger

To stay away

From my addiction

My stress reliever

Can be vindictive

Even the smallest scent

Causes great attraction

To arouse my senses

And my reaction

Burns my intentions

As the smell lingers

Kills away slowly

From my containment

 

 

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