A Multitude of Woes
As a young man,
I was always obsessed
By melancholy,
I saw deep sadness
As glamorous and romantic,
The quality
That so tormented my heroes,
Such as Arthur Rimbaud,
Sergei Esenin,
And Montgomery Clift.
But it's not...
It's not remotely romantic,
When you yourself are adrift,
And weighed down by a multitude of woes.
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