Monday, September 12, 2011

One Hundred and Twenty Seven

I read today that Charlie Chaplin had like
a billion conquests

but when he was nineteen
he fell in love with a girl, proposed to her,
and she said no.
And he never really got over it.

When she died ten years later from the flu
it destroyed the rest of him.



I thought immediately of you.

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