With open arms,
She let them in
Her inner chambers.
She showed them
Her unguarded heart,
And like wild dogs,
They sought to tear fresh meat.
To shield herself
From the sting and stench
Coming from their breaths,
She erected walls:
An impenetrable fortress,
A prison for her heart.
So her soul ached silently,
Her tears streamed quietly,
As her walls reached higher,
Her cell grew darker,
Her fortress colder,
Till she was completely alone,
Afraid and in want of love.
@Dr.cleo
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