within the web,
they spin their circles of deceit.
Crushing hope and charity
within their will to cheat.
Mashing virtue in the mass
of innocent's defeat.
Wishing so hard it was real.
The lies and the secrets they sell.
Dreaming of a day it might prove true.
Reminding me of days of loving you.
Just before the illness came.
Indulged by all your manmade games.
When, with all my heart, I loved you true...
? Michaelette ?
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