Ninette Gumanda

You may look
You may search for reason and pain
Hidden deep behind these brown eyes
The beauty within knows no boundaries
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Stolen opportunities
Hidden history
Unknown truth
Unholy thoughts
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Look away...

she swayed this way... and that way.
A tormented, restless soul without a home
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What do you see? Those eyes. Staring.
You're not looking at me, you're looking past me.
You're looking through me. What do you see?
I'm unclean, I know. No one knows, but you.
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What happened to those days?
When I could hear the sound of your voice
Your laughter.
I saw you smile. I stared into your eyes
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My mind has a mind of its own.
It's like a bomb waiting to go off, it swells up my brain and I wait... I wait! I wait for it to explode.
My thoughts wander into depths I'm too afraid to discover
Always thinking, thinking, thinking. Am I thinking? or Am I talking? The voices... wait!
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