He loved to torment girls.

Wore them like accessories.

Paraded their names, second hand.

And they would fight each other.

He would feel so special.

An ugly adored god and the troubled girls

Are eating their hearts out for him.

 

The nature of attention never mattered.

The games he played had to be won.

The sex in his favour.

They treated one another the way he mistreated them.

The truth was that he could never live up to them.

But they were blinded by a confidence that they themselves had given him.

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“L’Annonciation Douleureuse” by Léon Frédéric (1865-1940)

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