WRENCHED
You lingered in a wrenched out room
A fallen marionette
Your rhapsody had lapsed in life
And scored a zealous blow
No kindred hands could move you now
For half your heart was gone
The nuance of the lines agreed,
the strings were cut for good.
Raven2angel © 2007
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