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KNAVE,,,
That treasure box I kept hidden,
my mind as the key,
My heart made me believe;
that none could snatch,
that as a loner had no persuaders,
That goal was mine alone to score.
Any thought of it triggered my nerves,
all was well aligning with my wishes,
spell boud by her taming eyes,
enthralled by her charisma,
Her nagging was never a bother.
Not until my dreams shattered,
and my heart scattered was gone.
I remained like a lifeless ghoul,
empty from within.
Loud was my heartbeat as clear as a gong
I was never this wrong for quite so long .
Affirmative by the action,
it was never about love
for I be the walking knave.
© Bradley