Fraud
I’ve long forged flinty chains,
Stamped out and branded, my restraints,
Given voice to contented folly
Then pierced my heart with demon holly.
To assess blame with shame,
Spilling stain upon my name,
Is laid across my shattered feet
As ultimately I compose my defeat.
Copyright © Arlo Parker | Year Posted 2024
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