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Jun 2017
Your reckless hit-and-run lust
That left my love like carrion
Lying lifeless in the dust.

Just a broken, ****** mess
For scavengers to feed upon
Gnawing at what's left;
The ghostly-white
Splintered bones
Of my misguided trust.
Inspired by #Micropromt 'Frail'
B H H Burns
Written by
B H H Burns  F/Norwich, UK
(F/Norwich, UK)   
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