I understand how much of a gentleman
You are being.
I admire that.
You're not like other guys,
Complimenting me on my body,
And saying things like "hot".
I don't want to be flattered by
Such vulgar comments.
But how can someone love me?
I am a nobody.
I am the lonely girl.
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Poetry for the Pained
PoésieThis is just poetry that I've randomly written, and feel like publishing them will help or inspire others. They're all pretty short. Please, no hatful remarks.