63 yrs

Escaping from this conjurers delight
I reflect and find a superficial scheme,
He only spoke in mistakes,
Adding a definite annoying syllable,
Counting on me to fill in the missing piece,
Forcing me to speak what I never would,
Pushing my soul to the edge,
Jarring my brain,
I lament on my own wrongdoings,
It was him I place blame,
I could never utter such a phrase,
I was fooled.