The Disguise

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The seductive aroma of your mystery lingers.
Your eyes cradle my insides like gripping fingers.
This chemistry we are bound by.

You stand to wave goodbye for the last time.
Thinking you'll come back, nothing but a dolled up lie.

I watch as you leave and say to myself, "Oh, what a beautiful disguise."

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