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morose

 
morose feelings deeply entwined with my own
play notes of sorrow so utterly bereft I keen
 
oh sorrow how long will i bare you?
 
until conception brings forth the fruit of truth
I whisper to the immortal
in hushed tones I speak secrets
 
I'm a kept woman
a harlot of naught
nothingness of soul my bitter succor
 
midnight witnesses my pain
inside my confinement
grief my constant companion
 
seeking reprieve for past life sins
I cry tears of penance
my chaste innocence stolen
 
my mewling prayers fall on deaf ears
it is the cold and cloistered
pinched faced and barren
who tend to my darkness
 
lithe frame racked with guilt
I was my holy Father's temptation
I ask father may I dance for you
and dance I did
it would be my undoing
 
he fell upon my naked soul piercing it
I conceived a babe
a child after my likeness, moral and kind
she brought the darkness of his loins deep with my inner sanctum
 
bringer of tears
over which my soul still lingers
counting the stars in the constellations
who bear witness to my shame
Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
Published
Author's Note
just a late night write from my imagination...

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