All I wax poetic about.
Is clearly my life, I’m flattered.
Goddess. Amazon. Egoist.
Beautiful and thin and shattered.
Demented, crazy maniac.
Whore. On death’s door I am waiting.
Lonely and wanton prostitute.
Broken hearted, wishful Creator.
Do not believe all that you read.
Succumb and let the feelings flow
These words that say so much to you
Simply that. Mine and nothing more.
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