Assassin's Heart
Assassin’s Heart
freedom
came at a cost
Humpty was
soft serve as he fell
kicked out from
assassin’s heart
into a dark world
mortal possessions removed
he grasped for brevity
he wasn't single celled
into a conflicted space
falling was as easy as hell
landing took
its eternal time
the business inside
contracted, custody,
waking deep
from a hidden dream
soul forming
oh, the complexity
LOVE,
is never free
(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
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