Orphaned Moments

Do your lies hold as hostage,

every truth you never told

 

Has your heart become a stranger,

to the wishes it unfolds

 

Is your past if then forsaken,

free at last of its own self

 

Orphaned memories never spoken

—orphaned moments never felt

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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