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Ben
I cannot believe
a word you say
Full of kindness
I am your prey
Wet my ears
With silver tongue
Guilt or shame
You have none
Stroke my hand
With careful skill
Forget not
My unbroken will
Pierce my eyes
With solid form
From this chamber
No love is born
I dare not believe
Or start to sway
Nothing good
Begins this way
Posted by Penny Rene at July 26, 2001 12:58 PM
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