Abused And Neglected... Beauty (Cuts Across Her Arms) Poem by Doug Rife
Abused And Neglected... Beauty (Cuts Across Her Arms)
Her beauty intrigues me,
Going misunderstood—
Crying for attention,
But it finds nothing.
I scream to it,
Telling it I notice
But her beauty is deaf.
I wave at it,
Telling it I notice,
But her beauty is blind.
I grab at it,
Telling it I notice,
But her beauty cannot feel.
Her beauty cries,
And I cry too,
Because hopefully one day
Her beauty will notice me.
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