True thoughts can't always be orchestrated,
And due empathy can't always be associated.
When I look at you I'm afraid to stare long
In case you catch my gaze and think it wrong.
I'm ill with desire and hope is a liar,
Patience is fading there's no end to the blaming.
I am the victim and the guilty
But my punishment brings no consolation.
I see a beautiful portrait that doesn't see me,
unnoticed and emasculated I'll retreat,
and give up this game.
I'll give up want.















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