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Go away,young girl, and leave me
To my bitter senescence.
I’m tired of being a battery
Feeding your incandescence.
Go away, with your cool young eyes
That consider me with amusement -
An old fool is an old fool
And not a thing for abasement.
Enough that I spent long nights
Cursing the source of my weakness -
The spreading gold on your shoulders,
Your butter-milk sleekness.
Go, for what happened between us
Flared up and was soon over.
I’ll go to my empty apartment
And you to your lover.
Enough that I inwardly rage
While you stand there all unfeeling,
A slow smile touching your lips
As you stare from me to the ceiling.
Go, for what happened between us
Flared up and was soon over.
I’ll go to my empty apartment
And you to your lover
You to your lover
You to your lover
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