A pained embrace
to dull the senses.
A mercy kill
to lower defenses.
After all,
it was but love.
A brief nose kiss
to blind the eyes.
Slight brushed lips
to hide the lies.
After all,
it was but love.
A cold, lonesome room.
A guilty heart.
The word 'love' used
to play the part.
After all,
it was but love.
A cherished gift
opened too soon.
Precious life
now in the womb.
After all,
it was but love.
The shameful glances,
the growing belly,
Easily concealed.
"Someone help me!"
After all,
it was but love.
The white washed walls,
the doctor's faces,
the wailing child,
the mother's disgraces.
After all,
it was but love.
The sharp intrusion,
the painful stick,
the deadly power
of a mother, tight lipped.
After all,
it was but love.
The babe's last breath,
the doctor lies.
"There was no life,
in this child's eyes."
After all,
it was but love.
The years of grief,
the years of pain.
The years of huddling
beneath the rain.
After all,
it was but love.
A childs ghost cry,
the mother's guilt.
The tears leave stains
wherever spilt.
After all,
it was but love.
One bad decision,
the boy she knew.
The second came,
before the baby grew.
But after all,
it was all for love.
After all...
It was but 'love'...
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