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The Storm

Broken on the ground

she lies naked,

stripped

 

like water by wind,

like glass that can't mend,

yet desperate eyes search --

 

to her left

there is no one,

to her right

only him

 

who left blood on her thighs,

lightning raping the sky,

as the night is stained darker

and the night is inside

 

so she lies

silent,

stripped.

◄ last night's dream

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karen izod

Thu 23rd Feb 2017 07:55

It's very powerful Melissa, the sense of the 'stain' that will not go away.
thank you
Karen

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Raj Ferds

Thu 23rd Feb 2017 06:29

Enjoyed that Melissa. Powerful message. And timely too.

Well done.
Raj

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