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What I do . . .
I would scream
I would cry
I would pound the ground
In my fear
In my frustration
In my sadness
But I don’t . . .
I wouldn’t write
I wouldn’t draw
I wouldn’t think
Of you
Of what I see
Of details
But I do . . .
I would come
I would be strong
I would be alluring
In my walk
In my voice
In my looks
But I don’t . . .
I wouldn’t speak
I wouldn’t see what I could
I wouldn’t hear anything
Of you
Of anything
Of the words
But I do . . .
Instead I scream
In my chest
Instead I cry
Alone
Instead I
clench my fists
Instead I write
All the time
Instead I draw
Everything
Instead I think
About every detail
Instead I come
Walking to see you
Instead I am strong
Physically, my voice serious
Instead I am alluring
without meaning to be
Instead I speak
To you as a friend
Instead I see
What I can to know you
Instead I hear
All you have to say
To do other wise
Betrays
You
Who I am . . .
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