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People like to hide their emotions. It's natural. But they always have a way of showing.

Submitted: January 09, 2012

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Submitted: January 09, 2012



You're face, so still and unreadable, 

Drawn in by the mysterious aire, 

To understand, most are unable,

Unless they truly care,

For in your face is a twitch of nervousness,

Passing so quick, unseen by a fleeting glance,

It would disappear with a caress,

If I were given the chance,

And your feet shuffle with trepidation,

You're afraid to be here,

Just come to me without hesitation,

And I shall ease your fear, 

And your brow is furrowed with defeat,

As if you'd lost again, 

And yet you don't retreat, 

You'll be back, and then...

For i've picked up on your signal,
Not just one, but all,

Like the signal of loneliness,

That is broadcast from your eyes,

Weighing heavily but never the less,

You search for where love lies. 


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