Who would miss?Mature

my desperate attempts
to cease to exist
or be forgotten
all my attempts
to fade away
I think
I mean
who would miss
my blank stares?
the sad look
I always wore?
who would miss
the way
I never paid attention?
the way
I always felt
nothing and everything
all at once?
who would miss
how I
wasn't there anymore?
who would miss
the answer
at the time
was no-one.

The End

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