Lost in my mind,

then after losing my heart.

My stress became arrested,

not of days. . .

into things I cannot,

count

nor

fathom.

Only to exercise my 

submission to you.

Coz I know you do know

what it means,

to treat me as not,

to treat me as a,

yet I can only see your eyes

can not see me.

As I am now,

only for you to see me

as I were.

If we are to live like so,

I dunno.

©O.a.M

®Artsydhude 97-19

™XENOphagz

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