Brands of wasted love

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Here, drowning, chocking, I'm stuck deep now.
What once was turned sour,
Abused, maimed.
Here, shattered, mourning aeons of wasted vows
A flower wounded,
Punctured, torn, infirmed.
How I did love you, life, an unwanted pal
Yet wanton, love denied me, hateful foe.
Unsated,
A thousand stabbing metals
It pushed down this heart with reckless blow.
As a million pins inside my members stuck,
This empty void within, it tears apart.
The claws of pain still digging, oh savage hawk.
Maiming, ripping flesh, my unkindly torn parts.
Love's warmth ought to heal the soul
Yet scars it gave me,
Brands of wasted love.

Mmeyenejoseph

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