My New Path
As Chopin weaves his lustrous spell,I choose to roll the cosmic dice,
While I resign my dreams to sell.
I realize now why woe befell,
(Such naked greed will not suffice),
As Chopin weaves his lustrous spell.
Cathedral’s distant ringing bell,
Returns my inner fire and ice,
While I resign my dreams to sell.
Emotions shed, a storm to quell,
An unexpected slave to vice,
As Chopin weaves his lustrous spell.
Why did I seek the fires of hell?
Your conquered powers won’t entice,
While I resign my dreams to sell.
Your kisses cheap, no place to dwell,
Denied their once exotic spice,
As Chopin weaves his lustrous spell,
While I resign my dreams to sell.
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