My Eunuch Enemy

By virtue of us being enemies
We are to hate each other.

And your invisible bejewelled dagger
pierces my heart, curves, and tears my flesh.

And I wilfully allow that.

Am I blind in love so much that
I do not know my intent?

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Forgive me
Oh my eunuch enemy
For I am the hero
and villain myself.

I am addicted to the stage.

I dread the day
My knees week and broken
Unable on stage; my death
Will be when I become audience.

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My Eunuch Enemy

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