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Click herePointlessly hiding
beneath the bed
as footsteps halt.
Silence is deafening
as doorknob squeaks.
All breath is lost,
tugged out in naked shame.
Her innocence snatched
as child learns the stench
and wicked taste,
of mans uncontrolled urges.
to hate this poem, the images it proposes..of course I dont hate it, you did a wonderful job exposng fear and feelings and its very personal for anyone who has experienced something horrible..good work :)
.... from a life that says so much more than is actually written here. Well done.
Written in crisp, harsh language that bites, and fits perfectly with the poem's theme.