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New Poetry – Lost Love

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Lost Love

Incognito she went alone
It was time to atone
The truth to be bared
Bared to the bone

Her life in stagnation
She would lay the foundation
No longer to be ignored
Her purpose underscored

In the library with falsehood
The internet was her wallboard
With the anonymity provided
By fake email she recited

To the newsroom she did right
Of a long-forgotten blight
Her memory could not erase
The memory of that day

The horror she did witness
Had been so so vicious
She is asleep be quiet
Go to bed be silent

Her breath the glass did steam
She gazed in a silent scream
The sight never left her
She could not control the dream

Always afraid she had never spoken
As her youth passed in fear
Inwards daily she retreated
Of love she had never been treated

The text she wrote was harrowing
She spoke of darkness and digging
Where her mother lay now revealed
To the editor she was appealing

She would prefer anonymity
Her location he did not know
She hoped it could remain so
If not, she would face her foe

And so it was done
The process had begun
Love had been missed day after day
Now she hoped her father would pay

© Hamish McKenna

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