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The Secret

April 10, 2008
By Anonymous

Inspired by Rene Magritte, “The Secret”, 1927


Such bittersweet desire
Lips drenched in poison
Incapable of looking into the eyes
These frigid eyes that burn her
and broken
Scarcely standing, wishing to drown
Into a sea of forgiveness
Or perhaps fatality
I will not pardon such perfidy
Yet who am I to condemn such a soul?
I have ripped the mask in which she cloaks
That mask that was once kept so aligned
She now stands so solemnly humble
With her vicious beauty
To me a delicious torment
My departure calls


I stay…


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