The arch scheme of devilry became enthroned

The hour I embraced your lust

Dragons now roam the land of my body

This is the sad story of the heroine and the villain.

Hateful foes singing a duet

The throes of death mimicking the dance of life

The deaf and the blind doing the tango

The miserable trying to comfort the selfish.

My body continues to serve you without serving me

You get high and I am left dry

When your ecstasy speaks, my misery peaks

He wants this story to end when the heroine dies.

As the tree bows to let the winds pass

My body bends, to allow your hurricane storm through

Raping fruits and blossoms as it rages on

A climax of wickedness the end of it all.

My heaving heart weeps

The mounds sore like oranges pinched by street urchins

Scratches and scars etched all over me

You want this story to end with the heroine dead.

Lunch was over before I got to the table

Desert deserted me, leaving nothing to feed on

I drank my tears one drop at a time

This is not a story of sorrow that ends when the heroine dies.

You can own my body, it is all flesh

But what I have not given, you cannot receive

What is not available is not obtainable

The me you have never known, you will never have.


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Raymond DaSilva · April 20, 2019 at 7:21 am

The me you have never known, you will never have…. That’s really deep. Regardless of what the pepetrator of the crime thinks he has obtained, he really didn’t get anything .

    Ovyay · April 20, 2019 at 7:24 am

    Gbam. You hit it well. Good comment 👍👍

KG · April 20, 2019 at 8:11 am

You can only suffer pain and defeat if you allow it. You can choose to come out of every situation a stronger person. 🤔🤔

    Ovyay · April 20, 2019 at 8:35 am


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