From the Depths
My broken heart
Patched with stitches and tape
Surrounded by the dark
When pulled apart
And taken by rape
Everything leaves a mark
Targeted by a deadly dart
Shrouded by a cape
Hidden from the sharks
It all comes down to the very art
Hands that morph the shape
Hunched over like an ark.
When push comes to shove
Everyone thinks their above
Killing the dove
Until the remembrance of LOVE.
-Kitty
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