Shame

by jane doe   Apr 27, 2007


His hands like broken glass within her
Cutting and ripping away every inch of her dignity

She screams with every acid touch that is laid on her skin
Her voice drowned by her silence

As his breath draws near, she looks up in search of light
Only to be engulfed by eternal darkness

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