Poem #2

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My life as an invisible.........

There is no one like me,

with me,

there for me,

to care for me,

or even love me.

I'm a type,

so classified,

a status.

I'm the girl no one sees,

for I'm no one,

apparently.

It's a curse,

a power,

of invisibility.

If I stay like this,

I will forever be alone.

No one..........

can ever love an invisible.............

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