Black Dahlia
Glazed eyes shrouded
in an ivory face
Dark hair in knotted tangles
A look as haunting
as the Devil himself
Fragile shoulders on
a body like twig
Bowed under the burden
fate has bestowed
Shivering in the summers breeze
Like a leaf, ripped apart
in an August wind
What horrors lie beneath
The ghostly exterior
What sins did those eyes
witness in days gone by
Did the mute voice
scream in terror,
or laugh in glee
Was the there a time
when those shoulders
were held high
And the arms
embraced in love?
Or was it just horror,
pain, deception and lies...
How could the world
twist something so beautiful
Into horrors untold
Copyright © Pandora Bruwer | Year Posted 2012
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