Composed 4/25/14
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I live through the ears
My eyes dart
I can pretend
I can plead
If I don’t see their faces
But my heart l o n g s
For true connection
Heat, anger, love, affection
Desires of risk
And my eyes are rapid
Sensors of emotion
My heart a muscle of pure empathy
It hurts to see
Do I live with the pain?
Or die empty?
An outsider
Just
Listening
Scraps of Paper 