Fat

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Sarajevo, Bosnia and Herzegovina
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A Poem by Fat


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About Me

A winters day, in a deep and dark december;
I am alone, gazing from my window to the streets below
on a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.
I am a rock, I am an island.
I've built walls, a fortress deep and mighty,
That none may penetrate. I have no need of friendship;
friendship causes pain. Its laughter and its loving I disdain.
I am a rock, I am an island.

Dont talk of love,
But I've heard the words before;
Its sleeping in my memory.
I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died.
If I never loved I never would have cried.
I am a rock, I am an island.

I have my books and my poetry to protect me;
I am shielded in my armor,
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.
I touch no one and no one touches me.
I am a rock, I am an island.

And a rock feels no pain;
And an island never cries.