Fragment 9.102

Go on, cry wolf until they all believe you charming lad.
Sooth sayers see you underneath
Those shabby clothes
Bought by another you use like a tool
In the name of love.
Aren’t you such a tragic hero on the scene,
Living on the caring blood of the naive?

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