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May 2017
I haven't been here in a while
It's musty
Old
A few cobwebs in sight...

Chained
I see her eyes
Empty and forlorn
She cowers
And screeches my name
Loud

"traitor"
"you left me here alone. To salvage for my self."

My eyes cast downwards...
I approach her
Her naked body bruised

She bites and lashes
Screams
Wails

Her body grey from time

I unchain her

She approaches me and straddles me

"I'm sorry" I whisper,
Tears on the verge of being spilt
Wait at my eyelids

And she stares
In wander
In anger
In peace.

I stare up at Myself
Quietly
And I weep.
Elizabeth Burns
Written by
Elizabeth Burns  South Africa
(South Africa)   
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   --- and Ahmad Cox
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