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Charles Bukowski - I`m In Love
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she`s young, she said,
but look at me,
I have pretty ankles,
and look at my wrists, I have pretty
wrists
o my god,
I thought it was all working,
and now it`s her again,
every time she phones you go crazy,
you told me it was over
you told me it was finished,
listen, I`ve lived long enough to become a 
good woman,
why do you need a bad woman?
you need to be tortured, don`t you?
you think life is rotten if somebody treats you
rotten it all fits,
doesn`t it?
tell me, is that it? do you want to be treated like a 
piece of shit?
and my son, my son was going to meet you.
I told my son
and I dropped all my lovers.
I stood up in a cafe and screamed
I`M IN LOVE,
and now you`ve made a fool of me. . .
I`m sorry, I said, I`m really sorry.
hold me, she said, will you please hold me?
I`ve never been in one of these things before, I said,
these triangles. . .
she got up and lit a cigarette, she was trembling all 
over.she paced up and down,wild and crazy.she had
a small body.her arms were thin,very thin and when
she screamed and started beating me I held her
wrists and then I got it through the eyes:hatred,
centuries deep and true.I was wrong and graceless and
sick.all the things I had learned had been wasted.
there was no creature living as foul as I 
and all my poems were
false.
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