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Cellophane
I hear the world buzzing by,
In silence I rely,
Yet I cry,
For I see with my hearts eyes,
Cellophane should be my name,
Invisible I remain,
Screaming out in vain,
Even invisible he use to see,
Now he is blind to all thats me,
My curse is feeling,
Caring,
Yet I'm all alone,
With cellophane I am home,
We are sharing,
Bearing the pain of loneliness,
Sharing the shame of knowing it,
We're invisible and incompetent,
And so he's blind you see,
But yet he supposedly loves me.
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