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Thursday, September 10, 2009

To My Beautiful Illusion

She came to me one day
And I wanted her to stay--
Stay until my last day


She was my illusion realized
My soul was energized
And all the beauty in the world I realized.


The fount of my happiness
The reservoir of my sadness
Destroyer of my madness


She is my beloved light;
My source of might
And for her I would fight.


For she was something too lovely
If only; if only
I could hold her softly


Never would I let go
For I love you so
This you should know.

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