Suitors come...
A want and a yearn.
Such sincere intent.
As they reach,
Pour their hearts out.
Oh how they take and make time.
compliment,
inquire a day's how's and why's.
attempts of winning hearts.
Too bad I’m a turn and run.
Disregard and shut out…
For I find nothing more taxing…
Then a plague such as yourself.
Leave me in peace…
I want nothing more or less.
Just my solitude at best.
I'm cold and cruel...
to any of whom,
wish me well.
for guarded i stand.
mars from a past farewell.
I'm a heartbreaking lass,
So save yourself the heartache.
Walk away....
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