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Molten rivers,
That flow without direction,
Spread wings,
That fly without conviction.

Misguided thoughts,
Without the feeling,
Down turned smiles,
Without a need.

Closed eyes,
Kissed by lying lips,
Dark hints of deceit,
Show the will to defeat.

Dishonoured by a look,
Fallen for hook,
Whispers in the dark,
You wear the mark.