Empty Heart Options

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Hi Aphro:

Great poem.  I really loved the great words you chose for this piece.  Great Job.

Blessings always,
Your baby sister,
Shava

[Aphrodite]

In utter cacophony,
her mind struggles between
rueful degradation
and reckless greed.

Cimmerian nights call
unrestrained lust,
exposing hours of unshielded
attachment leaving her haggard heart frigid.

Filthy paper souvenirs sustain
a damaged body as she spirals
loathsomely;
her shameful tears lull her to sleep.

Heartbreaking years accumulate;
her open door policy abruptly closes,
overexposed,
she dies untouched
by true love.