Untitled Poem by Hannah Barham
Untitled
Do you presume
To tell me how to feel?
You bitter hard-heart, you?
Who never felt
For anyone except
The self who lingered
And proclaimed to
Love - unreliable and lonely.
The self cannot love
Other than the self.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: lonely
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