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I am an observer 
I watch as people walk by
I look from table to table
To see who will catch my eye
Thinking how interesting their lives can be
A child, a woman, a man
Wondering if they're just like me
My life has no interest
So I watch them passing by 
Wondering if their lives are as sad as mine
The table is turned
And as I observe I catch someones eye
And he just as I am he is observing
And I am now the one being observed 
Posted: 2007-09-26 21:21:56 UTC

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2010-10-29 02:22:06izzy
this is really hood. i like how theres a twist in the end too.

2010-10-29 02:23:36izzy
lol i meant good