Deception d'Amour (Love Deception)
I do not have to tell you anything,
The way you have treated me,
As if I were the thorn upon your rose,
A total stranger, I impose,
My adoration, God only knows,
That this is no fictional sensation,
That suddenly was born, hallucination,
From some forgotten dream.
Then I awakened and realized,
That our happiness was never close at hand,
That you had left me alone upon this land,
And I never even had a chance to say,
That I would die, the day you went away.
poem by Sandra Feldman
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