Poem -
handicapped

mirages behind visages
in the face of everyone I meet
illusions become delusions
to all, yes including me
wont’s become cant’s
through the eyes of fear
I think I’ve found love
when really it’s nowhere near
my mind races
with thoughts of what could’ve been
what’s left in there now
is nothing but sin
fooled by your smile
& fooled by your touch
you became my one,
my only, emotional crutch
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