MoonBee Canady


' The Look Of The Hurt... ' - Poem by MoonBee Canady

When He Saw Me
He Knew The Look…
It’s the Look of The Hunted
The Look Says, ‘I’m Scared’
The Look, Nobody Wanted
That said, ‘Nobody Cared’

He Said, He Knew The Look
Seen it More than Not
Said He’d Seen The Look
Hung in a Mirror, On a Hook

It’s the Look of The Hunted
The Look That Says, ‘I’m Scared’
The Look, Nobody Wanted
The Look, That Said, ‘Nobody Cared’

…So that, When He Saw Me
He said, ‘You Must Be My Mate
‘Cause, The Look in Your Eyes – I Can Relate’
He Said, ‘Not to Deny It…
Just A Waste of Time
The Look Says It All…
…and I Need To Make You Mine…

You Got The Look of The Hunted
You Got The Look of The Hurt
The Look of Heart-Damaged
…but I Know What You’re Worth

… Hunted by Your Pain
Hunted by Your Fear
Hunted by Your Blame
Ain’t Gon Let No One Else Near…

And I Began to Look
In His Eyes… and I Shook
At what I Saw and Heard
… I Repeated His Words…

You Got The Look of The Hunted
The Look Says, ‘I’m Scared’
The Look Nobody Wanted
That Said ‘Nobody Cared’

You Got The Look of The Hunted
The Look of The Hurt
…and We’re Gonna Bury Our Pain
And Walk Away From The Dirt
And From The Look of The Hunted
… The Look of The Hurt


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 30, 2009



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