Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Lonesome


You did not seem to care
nor notice the change of my hair,
not even a glance, what more to stare
at my beauty for you I flair...

You did not seem to care,
treating me coldly unfair
and not even being aware
of how I've made you fair...

You did not seem to care
with the pains and despair
my heart heaves from the snare
until the moment I pair...

You did not seem to care
of the loneliness I impair
let alone be aware
I'm in the state of disrepair...

You did not seem to care
saying I'm full of hot air;
your day not wanting to share
repulsively making me appair...

You did not seem to care
even if I'm on the wheelchair;
you are my sweet morbid nightmare
thus this I'll annunciare.

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