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that scorn of yours.

the brief satire
that winks in your eyes
forbids my silence
in spite of your whispering smile.
that scornful existence,
that tames my heart,
of which i am a slave,
wishes naught but a treasonous laugh
from my lips.

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Kira1 on November 18, 2008, 9:58:06 PM

Kira1 on (Chapter: index)
Kira1i made this up on the spot. please be nice.