
I meet several people on a daily basis, it has been my routine to meet them, and their routine to meet me, but sometimes the thought strifes me: What if I disappeared?
Rated: Fiction T - English - Poetry - Words: 109 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 1 - Published: 11-03-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3070990
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I made this poem straight from my head to my hand, still I get the feeling I have heard it somewhere before. If someone can prove to me that it is true, that this poem is already made (or something similar), then please tell me.
~Thank you^^
In your eyes
Sometimes I wonder,
who am I, in your eyes?
Do you ever miss me when I am gone?
Would you cry, if I died?
Would you notice my absence?
Like a hole in your heart,
Or would I be some random stranger?
Who you just met, before she died.
I am just curious,
Who am I in your eyes?
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