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Magician

Contributed by stateofgray on Sunday, 16th May 2004 @ 07:02:05 PM in AEST
Topic: LostLove

One of the things that made her timeless
was that she seemed kind
but you're certainly unkind
and apparently all I had said
was a beautiful illusion
and she was a magician:
showing me everything I wanted to see
but it was all just a beautiful lie;
an ice sculpture that melted away
with the heat of a moment;
a trick that transcends logic;
misdirected, i guess i looked the wrong way;
she took my heart, as i reached out for hers,
she added a thousand pounds on the back of my soul,
and i know i still have a long way to go,
and my mind is a maze telling itself:
you would have gone further, faster had you
kept your hands in your pants....
I let out a breath, i inhale the air
, to cool the fire of the walls,
which reforge my already broken heart, i wish
i was as strong as a sword, but i am broken,
and like a broken sword, i can do nothing ...
but sit around, and wait.
My knees start to buckle when i stare at what's ahead,
and the cynic starts to laugh, when i fathom the thought of hope
and says : " trust is not the issue, but perception, and the reality is
that fate is a lie", and i realize she was a magician
showing me beautiful things, an alluring show, but a show,
it was a spellbinding lie, and she showed me everything...
everything i ever wanted in life,
but MY life was a spectator, caught up in the midst of the show
and when it was over, everything she offered was just a lie;
her smile, her kiss, her love,the way her hair lit up my life as she swung another way,the day she said i love you, i miss you, te amo, te quiero, je t'aime, her speeches,her vices, her stare, was an act,why? i was the gullable audience, caught up in the show, in her act
and like an act, a magician, everything she presented herself to be...
was a lie...

How could i ever trust anyone again??

Copyright © stateofgray ... [ 2004-05-16 19:02:05]
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Re: Magician (User Rating: 1 )
by HellsLibrarian on Tuesday, 8th June 2004 @ 10:57:51 PM AEST
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I really liked this. It was quite good. However, it's "gullible" not "gullable."

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