Lovely piece
Shadows Cast By The Street Lights
My hands are chained
But in them I hold a rose
Fresh and blossoming with life
So far from the grave
Like you said I was
As you breathed in me
And kissed my neck
Yet it
Was but a trick
To send a school girl high
“What a pretty girl you are “
He said
Before stealing me from mother
My bed
“Be with me always,
On my bedroom wall”
Were his words before he chained me
Placed a flower in my hands
To represent my life
Now I
Re-gift
This treasure
As a bargain
Unchain me and I will give you
As much life
As this rose contains
For as long as you are willing for me to last
For I am like the rose
Fragile and easy
To crush
Days on
And I am still chained
Rose still at hand
Slowly drooping
Losing…
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