You hid your animosity behind your light;
ensnaring trust, to be blinded inside.
You sapped their strength, then flew away;
and they had no choice but to obey.
Your clever guise is holding on by thread;
will you be caught, or let go instead?
Will your attraction be the death of you?
There's not much point to suffer through...
Your light is blinding, and no-one sees
all the agony and bitterness floating underneath;
so they'll fall on their knees, one by one,
as you pass them by, your lies have won.
A contest entry
- Hues of Blue in 12 Lines or Less (there's a catch) by The Fun House.
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Interesting twist to this one and a good lesson to be learned as well. I like that alot and found this most enlightening in that sense
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This poem reminds me of one of my own I wrote some time ago. I really love it , simply it wonderful. great write.
cassie
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Thanks!
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