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No Bed of Angels

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With glistening eyes,
In a jaded cage he is confined
This: no bed of angels
His desire resides.
One time too many,
A stolen glance
A cost too great to keep company,
An infected wound must be lanced.
He sees perfection.
Ignorance gives way to bliss,
Numbed,
Here in the abyss.