Yasmin Rubayo Poems

It's dark outside
But I see the light
Then darkness
I see the light again
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Don't you dare look at me with that gaze!
No! I don't want to be held!
That was MY job!
Ugh, my head hurts
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July, the year two-thousand
I had no nickname
I was fifteen
I liked to shop
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</>Another night has slipped away
I see the sunlight coming
I sigh because I think of you
And know you're out there running
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What if you never knew me
And met someone else instead?
Would you be this nice to her
And still be interested?
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