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Jaded
 
Inside my heart
A piano
Plays for you
The song
Of my youth
Inside my heart,
A hymn is sung
To you
Of my dreams
My love
Desire
You viewed
Through a mirror
Of thorns.
 
For you heard
The tunes
Of my soul
Tasted the love
From my arteries
 
Yet you trampled
Upon my joy
In giving you
Sweet melodies.
You made mockery
Of my lyrics
You chose
To hear the dirge
That never escaped
My lips
They were never
In my heart.
 
You heard
The discordant
Rhythm,
A clanging cymbal
Of cacophonous notes
Crushing
Your eardrums
Its weight
Jarring
 
You trampled
On my love
My innocence.
Now
I am thorn
Bleeding 
Jaded.
The wiser.
 
(C) Celestine Nudanu
18/07/12
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