You’re the smirk, the smile

The tears running down my face;

You’re the embarrassed

Rush of blood to my cheeks

You’re all the goosebumps

Rising on my pale skin;

You’re the crinkle of

Worry on my forehead

You’re in every part of me, yet you

Do not know me:

Me, the girl that

You don’t see

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