| Story ID: | 2400 |
| Written by: | Stacy Lynn Stiles (bio, contact, other stories) |
| Story type: | Poem |
| Location: | Tomah WI USA |
| Year: | 2007 |
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| Story ID: | 2400 |
| Written by: | Stacy Lynn Stiles (bio, contact, other stories) |
| Story type: | Poem |
| Location: | Tomah WI USA |
| Year: | 2007 |
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Insane by your actions, something feels so wrong Not your normal self; no yearning to belong Faith has no meaning; you seem empty and bare Is it something I said? Or is this a sign of beware? Denying my suspicions; insinuating I’m the paranoid one Emancipating the ideas; hoping the time will come undone Longing for the truth, but fearful of what I may find Inquiring still some more; your actions clearly depict a sign Treading through this awkward, unstable complex plight Your body language told me what my heart already did last night |