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Trapped by Charles Bukowski

Don’t undress my love
you might find a mannequin:
don’t undress the mannequin
you might find my love.
she’s long ago forgotten me.
she’s trying on a new hat
and looks more the coquette than ever.

she is a child and a mannequin and death.
I can’t hate that.
she didn’t do anything unusual.
I only wanted her to.

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