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Illusion
Friend of deception An insidious bate gaits in its enthusiastic fate I wanted to say no and stretched my reason so low Frivolity, sensuality animated me remained in hunger even when I dined on thee Romanticism Brother of artistic rhythm in my heart painted this picture of nomadic nature I found myself in prison in the cell of lady passion I suffered from this eternal emptiness Insatiable in my imaginative wilderness Treachery Friend of professed misery Unable to live in her sleek unease I froze under the coldness of her breeze I slipped in abandonment and my senses stirred in resentment My broken wings broken Unable to have flown Impugned Bad sister of misfortunes She gnawed me in my loins laid without mercy unto my pains An air played itself without sound In search of tone in this bound A deafness for love installed itself and became the source of my evil self Copyright ©2007 Johanne Farmer
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