By Raina raina@pobox.com
Date: 24 June 1999

The Changeling

It looked like my love;
it spoke like my love.
My deepest, darkest secrets it knew.

But never the way
it has acted this day
would my true love do.

Somehow they came
when my love was alone
and stole him out of sight.

This changeling they left
to destroy my heart.
It almost suceeded this night.

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