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Dear men

A letter to all men that never showed up... like a leaf enveloped within itself so was I... looking on every corner about me wondering when you will take a glimpse of me I made my face white and dressed myself in dress so tight I could hardly breathe ...I drew dark lines on the edges of my eyes so you could see the colour in them My lips had not been spared from a colour so bright it overpowered red I had danced in joyous circles like a water Lilly swings herself in much ecstasy ...much glow I sung and sung and sung I had given up the love of creamy food lest I double myself up and fail to touch the tip of my toes It is tendency of mine now to lay awake and dream about worlds I suspect don't exist but you see I never quit I never quit dreaming I tried love once but it shot me and left me breathless but not in a good way I got zipped ...poached I poured out ...poured down but swallowed my own pouring Well at least I lived If you would pay attention to what I say you would know I no longer breathe I have no flesh am only a phantom without sleep in my ghostly eyes Love is strange it never gets full... always hungry...when you want him then he won't come When he does come then it's as if you never wanted him You are still hungry love is a fantasy I guess

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