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Submitted:Oct 30, 2008    Reads: 93    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   

dew drops seep

as the london fog creeps

hurdled by mixed emotion

their target is ill favored devotion.

what slips past the wall of happy mind

a simple wolf in sheeps clothing

tempting you with such allure

as time slowly is devoured.

this sirens song slowly drifts

as seamen abandon thir ships

only to be lost by fake emotions

and the mask of ill intentions.


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