A woman, never wanted
to be wanted for
the body. "True love
comes from the heart!"
She sits at the table, floating
in the air like balloons.
Nobody has the heart
to tell her.
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Dead Orchestras
PoetryA random assortment of poems with no particular running theme or plot. This will serve as the hub for most of my stand-alone poetry.