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Passing Me By

Here I sit, watching the people outside, Watching them converse and live their lives. A smile touches my lips though it's only For a fleeting moment before it's gone. My fingers dance across the smooth glass Before they make marks and I wipe them Away. Here I am, watching them through The window. Watching teem live a life That I know I can never Have.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Date: 7/1/2012 11:05:00 PM
Short but awesome, i love it!
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Date: 4/18/2012 10:11:00 PM
i really like this one
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