Alluring Dejection

By robin paulson

It allures me like a moth to the flame;
Pernicious is the fire for the frail insect
And in my case, the degree of danger is the same.

Forewarned many times of the torture caused
I stand intrepid upon the verge,
Oblivious to what I had once lost.

As infantile as my sanguine nature is,
My mind presents its rancor towards my actions
By reminding me of times lost as my body persists.

Alluring Dejection

Created: Feb 04, 2010


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