Running Out

If no enthusiasm displays
If there ain’t proclivity
When passion’s running out

She stay alone.

“You don’t see me!”
She said.

She cried,
She yelled,
She screamed:

“I’m standing in the front,
So beautiful,
But you don’t”

No

“You don’t see me!”
She said.

“You don’t!”

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