The DeceitA Poem by SFamish took a toll And he found a prey she served herself on platter For him to devour. Mayhem and miseries Were his bequests. While he moved forward to continue his quest. She couldn't leave him in her past She just carried him in her heart. In his deception, She found herself, and her sanity. Opened her eyes to more than just vanity. He came in with his purpose but her mind wont let him go And so he stayed like a virus in her system And with every cell that he infects She becomes stronger and wiser. Without innocence to cloud the vision She faces the deceits all around without hiding in the shrouds of fear For she is now immune. © 2015 SReviews
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