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Nov 2011
The chains have broken and it appears I'm free,
Free to do what, when all I have is nothing,
My cherished bond strained till breaking,
A friend lost to the real world.
Real to yourself, fake and hollow to me.
Your red carpet fits only one,
Like wine you absorb the hazy dazzle.
The sparkling lights have stolen you.
In your palace I'm an outsider,
A jester amongst royalty,
Only your laughter no longer rings true.
Friendship unfit for your ardent dealings.
Dull and weary I'm unappealing.
How can one so tarnished ever glitter?
Melissa Thorne
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Melissa Thorne  31/F/Canada
(31/F/Canada)   
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