Sitting in a pool of insipid light
Wrought by convulsive sobs,
Trembling with the shock of the attack
She hugs herself tightly.
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A sad truth floating on these wise words...very neatly executed i hope it lands on many hearts
Unfortunately all too true She is now damaged goods open to contempt and suspicions she was at fault
thus death becomes the most distinctive trait of her life...
An unwanted journey to many woman have to take. It couldn't have been said better. Well done.
This ia absolutely true and reflective of the inhuman society we live in, where it's always the innocents to be sacrificed and abused.... ' An abuse that will be hers To live in, to die with, to be haunted by Forever.' your poem is a moving account of our plight...
How sad that a piece like this needed to be written at all, but the truth is that it not only needed that but this should be read by many of those perpetrators of such hideous crimes, and made to be read aloud too. Such an honest write Wardha. Thank you.