- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Being Alone
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Why do women hate me so much?
Is it me or am I out of touch?
What is the problem? I don't know.
I can't take it, I'm dying so slow.
I try to be nice, every chance I could.
Still my heart feels like petrified wood.
Why was I born? Why am I here?
I am so alone, with plenty to fear.
Dying alone is my greatest fear.
No one would shed a single tear.
No woman would love me, it's a damn shame.
What is the point, there is no one to blame.
I stand here on this rock called Earth.
Regretting the very day of my birth.
Farewell to all, farewell to thee.
I know for a fact you won't miss me.
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