i never wanted to see you
just let an image exist in my head
and now that i have to see you this way
when you know how much my compassion hurts me
you expect me to still care?
post modern verse
I never wanted you to see
Let exist only in my head the image
And now, if you see me this way
When, how much sympathy I know I hurt
I hope you still care?
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