Disconnected
torn apart, left to rot
unable to sparke
connection
see me, speak to me
don’t look through me
can’t you see, understand me
Damn it, me me me!
Love more
make peace within, without
take care of yourself
for you can
Then connection
will tear apart your preception
that no one sees or care about you
Moira Levant © June 3 2018
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