Moving Draft 1

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is just my first draft, so any content ideas or anything that just doesn't seem right, let me know. I'm open to all ideas and Suggestions.

Submitted: April 10, 2014

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Gooseflesh runs along my arms,
my legs.

You walked, floated past me,
not a word was spoken.

My eyes beg to follow,
scream in my skull to drink you in.

Its too much
I turn to face you.

I expect my heart to race, 
to break.

I gaze upon your face,
Nothing.


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