Undone
By Black Dress Press
Mon, 05 Dec 2005
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Innocence greets me with a smile
With love in his eyes
While the man in the car
Next to us
Gnaws furiously at his nails
Looks furtively away, back again.
How sad the world as it sees me
Defined by perceptions of pain
I choose obsession.
Lust is forgotten
Over pearly suds.
Sparkling conversations,
And I am undone.
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