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Addiction to ones lonely heart

percieves to be the fool

relished in his pleasure

she holds a picture to a past in which

she cannot decode

She searches for an answer

a note to unleash a doubt

deep within her

a passionate touch to

lock a future

nothing more than a cliche shadow

onto which she has been taken to

The pedals lie to a seducted truth

taken to the grounds of envy, deciet,

and denile

She awaits the judges of the winds

to fortell her future love

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