You don’t love me… I have never appealed to you…
Was never your type…
And my hard eyes annoy you, my darling…
I’m too dark for you. And too coarse–
And my white teeth have such a brutal shine
And my bloody lips are so terribly like sickles.
Ah, what you say–
Yes you are really right. I set you… free.
… And early in the morning I am going to an ocean
That is blue and eternal…
And lie on the beach…
And play with a smile on my face, until a death grabs me,
With sand and sun and with a white
Slender bitch.
(Alfred Lichtenstein)
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