Bolted, chained, and marred,
my heart remains beaten, scarred
from a love so quick and hard
that broke down my every guard.
Visceral, raw, and exposed,
my soul burns, a branded rose
blooming from these ancient woes
that only my brain knows.
Stolen, betrayed and flawed,
my love decayed, a false nod
leaving ash in place of laud
for empty thrills wrapped in fraud.

© Autumn Siders 2010

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