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Years ago now it was said she played
a dangerous, exciting game
and of her many suitors only one
could take the blame, he lay bleeding
in the scandal’s wake and never was the same

It caused an internet sensation
for a moment trapped in time
Within depths of sheer embarrassment
the damage would combine, both were broken
half made people, no escape could ease the crime

Scandal deep within the bloodline
like it draws to DNA
Truth is fleeting, often beating all the
things that they might say, in the end it’s all
just darkness seeping soft into the day

(c) Helen Valentina 2014, All Rights Reserved

About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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2 Responses to Scandal

  1. If we crossed Mother Goose and Jerry Springer, maybe it would be something like this? Just kidding! Enjoyed the flow. 🙂

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