Eleanor And Her Troubles Poem by Unintelligible Susurration

Eleanor And Her Troubles



You knew me
For a minute.
Now I'm not so sure.

This rapture
Cannot shatter me.
I am a stranger.
You know nothing.

A novel
Of my pathetic life
You'll find
Among the least.

Stick around
Long enough
And the library
Might just open
In your favor.

This will allow you to read
The adventures of Eleanor
And her troubles.

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Poem that describes how the narrator says they have become a stranger to someone. The narrator's life is like a story waiting to be told and the narrator inquires that if someone sticks around long enough, they will soon know the narrator inside and out.
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