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I can feel him watching me
In every classroom we share
I can feel his touch
Haunting my dreams
I can hear his voice
Call out my name in the halls
But now its time to face the facts
And come back to reality
He never even casts me a passing glance
I’m practically invisible
I wouldn’t know his touch
He refuses to even pass me my pencial
The only time he calls my name in the halls
Is when they are empty while i lean back daydreaming
Hoping mabey somday my love will see me
And my wish will come true
But till that day I stay the same
Going online to chat with him
The one small place he will talk to me
But only cause he doesn’t know who I am…
This is jsut a new poem. ntohign special. hope people enjoy it.
FrankiZinke Featured By Owner Oct 27, 2007  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
this is my exact situation!
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