Broken woman

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Dragged through broken doors of mind,
disappeared, half torn from known worlds,
taken down through apertures revealed;
feminine, the freedom for so long denied.

Patriarchy built that bloody shining frame,
wherein woman would be forever trapped,
and held half in and out of brutal time;
so locked for centuries in place of shame.

Crumbling worlds surround as shattered hope,
strewn upon the soured earth grown dark,
barely lit from sun which hides its light;
so she weeps, head low, heart surely broke.

http://dversepoets.com/2014/09/23/poetics-passion-of-brooke-shaden/

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