Silent Inferno

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I’ve been
An angel
Martyr
Temptress
Seducer.
Victim
Fighter
Rebel
Wounded.
My hearts yearned
Loved and lost.
Emptied
The roots of hate and despair
Have grown in these soils
I’ve been someone’s pride and joy;
Their shame.
My laughter’s rung through the silent nights.
Grappling the heart of an unsuspecting lover,
I bat my eyelids and they fell to the floor.
I walked past them and no one turned their heads.
A sea of contradiction.
A vault of experience ,
The journey not over.
I seek the title of
Loved!

©bantugoddess 2014

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