Matters of the Heart
by: Roxanne
Lips tilted with cheer
Now quiver in fear
For all adoration has flown.
No longer do his lies
Continue to guise
Truth her family has known.
This he knows so well
Though he says “don’t tell”
Her friends can see the indications.
His bark loud as his bite
Marking her arms left and right
How long can her family stand to hold their patience.
Her friends can see
She’s no longer joyously
The woman they once knew.
She’s become his pawn
Forever drawn on
For the torment he’s drug her through.
She willingly endures
For drunken hours
For she’s promised ‘til death does one part.
These days, it ‘comes hard
To say that no one is charred
For such blind matters of the heart.
The Sacred Fox 
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