Defiant heart refuting the truth,
aberrant soul hiding
beneath some hazy soot,
pensive charm silently
rattling the hornet’s nest,
and the crotchet thoughts
defeating some raucous smile

She perfected each one of her move,
disguised every word she spoke,
but despite such fierce strife,
she failed to deceive those innocent eyes

She tried many tricks, coaxed, pleaded, appeared deviant,
yet nothing worked,
for she couldn’t train her eyes to lie,
so she resigned,
and took shelter under the dark shades,
her own refuge under the naked skies

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