Adulteress

This photo is not of my creation.  It was found on the web

This photo is not of my creation. It was found on the web

This photo is not of my creation. It was found on the web
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Fix your hair and makeup,

Adorned in threads of gold,

One second births an hour past,

And ruminations soon unfold.

Burthen and misunderstood,

Confoundedly you claw,

As time’s reprieve becomes the now,

And destiny befalls.

Walking home, a moonlit night,

A purdah comes between,

You turn the key, and enter in,

Your domicile of sin.

The lights are dim, the bed is warm,

A bath of guilt renews,

You swallow all your broken hope,

And dream of solitude.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PstrAfoMKlc

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