Thursday, September 05, 2002

 
Who Are You?

Smile at me, she thinks. Oh, she is in love with him and it hurts so much. It hurts because he deserves better than her, this sad, crazy creature who seeks Black Jacket and plays in the valley of ghosts. He won't leave...in fact, he always wants her to stay. He wants her to grace the coffee shop with her presence. She wants to forgive him of his folly but feels that she can't. He doesn't know of how cruel the poet can be. He doesn't get the poetic nature...the unsensitive, worldly, biased nature of Poet. What have I gotten myself into? she thinks...
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