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| Mysterious Woman |
| With haunting heart, she appears discreetly and begs the sun to warm her soul Amidst the carpet of taunting flowers she spreads her life before her Searching, she again wanders through the blemished pieces of her memories reconstructing reasons, tho unknown to her, of the whys and realities Disbelieving, she repeatedly faces the bleak and hollow heart to which she must listen and prays to the darkened and distant heavens that all is untrue and just mistaken imaginings He was so forthright, attentive, and promised his love yet stole her truth and sold it to lies He ravished her beauty, and took her delight and then laughed openly at her naivete His exploitations were practiced and deftly skilled Yet destruction lay hidden within his deafened wake He spoke not a word when he took his leave and left in his place her heart bereaved The mystery is not of whom she is nor that she appears mysteriously but one of failed reason for treacherous treason and of all the whys and realities (c)2001 Me RedFire copyright 2001 All Rights Reserved |
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