'Leave the pretty women to men without imagination.' -Proust
Silly men, drunk, staring at my...
They don't know I want to be alone.
I'm going to be alone,
forever and forever
because men can be so...
Nothing to help you from fires of hell.
There are no heroes in eternal torment.
I'd wish deep pain
upon those who look at me like already his...
People can be
So wasteful, to use time on me.
So greedy,
to lock up, shut down, shop around.
So helpless,
when they're alone, and they can only stare,
i like this. introspective. defeated but proud. the whole poem is great. thanks much.
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