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tenderly woven
in the eye
of a beloved's delicate lie
spoken so sweetly
but in decieted haste
gently you cry-
nothing to taste
pain of an eternity
and tears for days
stitting in the sun
engrossed in the daze
hazy grounds cover your eyes
lips are sealed-
tell no lies...

zipped with a secret you can never tell
damned to be loved-
damned to go to "hell"


-Sara Hamlin