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She Sits,
On a windowsill,
With Forest eyes.
She feels like she doesn't Belong here.
So She hides her Artsy eyes
Behind a curtain of midnight Hair.
I wonder if she knows I'm watching her.
I'm her secret admirer from afar.
Why won't she look at me?
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He Sits,
On a frosted windowpane,
With Midnight Eyes.
He belongs here.
Unlike me,
Alienated.
He carries himself in such pride.
He wouldn't like a fangirl.
I wonder if he knows I'm watching him.
I'm his angel from afar.
Why won't he look at me?
- by RetroGamerRachel |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 10/16/2008 |
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- Title: She Sits,He Sits
- Artist: RetroGamerRachel
- Description: Just a poem that lazy Rachel-Chan thought of.
- Date: 10/16/2008
- Tags: poem love
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Comments (3 Comments)
- Skullz Mc Neal - 10/16/2008
- AWSOOOOOME MATE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Dude, this is freakin sweet itchi! you're a good writer z.
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- XxXFoxyEmoXxX - 10/16/2008
- I love it....its really sad in my opinion
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- NostaIgia - 10/16/2008
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It's nice. I like it, nice job Rachel!
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