Traced your name on my desk today
Watched you from afar again
Was too afraid to walk your way
Or talk even about the rain
Wrote your name on a note today
Covered my face and waited
Had it passed back your way
Turned out I had been baited
Traced your name on my skin today
Embarrassed even now to go
Humiliated out of your way
The pain is starting to show
Cut your name in my skin today
Cowering again in the corner
Decided to stay out of your way
Keep my head down like a mourner
Carved your name in a bullet today
Realized your love isn't mine
My heart is in my way
Realize it's not right to pine
Shot your name through my heart today
Could not longer take their snipes
Now I'm out of everyone's way
No one will hear my gripes
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I really like the development here, from writing to carving to shooting. This poem really works for me.
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