forgive my impetuous nature
I am not worth time or space
at least
not from you
compassion turns to cynicism
love to apathy
truth to lies
tears to desert
I don’t have even the energy
for hate
numbness
is a tomb
a mantle
a cloak of invisiblity
for you never saw me
not
even
once
©2007 Cynth Bage
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