Chastity Rose
1 min readSep 16, 2019

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Iced Heart

The gentle touch eludes her now

Backs turned away from this woman

Time after time, no difference with who

Sculptures surround her,

Used to display beauty and grace

Now they show a cornered heart

Barely beating fast enough

To be alive

Her iced heart

Closed to the world around her

Icicles now protect her from the outside

Forgetting how to love

To embrace the warmth of compassion

She turns her back on the world this time

Placing herself upon the throne

To watch their suffering come to an end.

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Chastity Rose

Author who writes erotica and fantasy, with just a dash of horror every now and again.