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Ode to a Fiend


Ode To A Fiend 

I miss it, 
Immensely, at times. 
It was my friend 
The loosener of my tongue 
My confidence 
And a way to access my innermost thoughts 
It beckoned it’s crooked finger 
It gleamed it’s crystal shine 
It became my master 
And I the mistress, to do as pleased it 
It deluded me to point of near insanity 
It twisted and turned me 
Cooled me,yet burned me 
Threw away my fears 
Returning them in the light of reality 
No place was to obscure for it 
No time was right or wrong 
It covered up my weaknesses 
And told me I was strong. 
So I killed it 
Wrung its neck and spit it out 
Begone

(c) Penny Little 2003

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