By michelle michelle61@netscape.net
Date: 2 March 1999

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i wrote it,
i hold it,
i throw it on the floor
its very sad,
and very real
im afraid that youll feel bored
i want you to see me for who i am
and escape the thought before
you act as if im not around 
but deep down you must need me
i wish you could see you the way i do
so someday 
youll soon understand
that my love for you
only for your eyes to see
its like one of those things 
that ill never lose
but id carve into a tree
my thoughts of you,
every single feature in my head,
i try to let go and live life,
but i dream of you instead.