Illusions born
from the matings
of desire and
need....
Reflections
cast by mirrors
of a soul crying
to be freed......
Images of love
and care
shadowed by
the smoke of time...
Passion, once
an effigy to behold
now a mountain
too hard to climb...
This is an imitation
showcase where
imagination
becomes a way of life...
Where smoke
and mirrors hide
the too real
pain of a lonely wife....
Jadie Rose
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Jadie Rose
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