Enters the one hope fears to see,
disgust and adoration beam,
not wanting sight nor sound nor word
nor innuendo slightly heard

Of how one lives or lives thus touched
for some whose lives not touched so much.
So silence soothes the hopeless fool,
more soothing than a hungry soul.

With solitude time does so pass,
but only fools know peace won’t last
for heart and mind eventually feud,
stillness swapped with sullen mood.

So future days within their realm,
loathing notions embrace their helm,
disgust and bitter taste remains
while desperately the heart refrains.

Deception twists this wicked game,
Hope and fear both ache the same.
Flee this unbridled masquerade!
For any price is too much paid.

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