- Non-Erotic Poetry
- You don't know the half of it
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Oceans of tears fall from her Chasm-like eyes,
Pooling in a sea on the floor 'round her feet.
Whispy blonde tendrils tangle about her head
in a willow-like fashion.
Gnarled hands shake, broken by a lifetime's injustice,
And a choked cry escapes her lips.
All will be revealed;
Yes, in time, all will be revealed.
"Childlike" fear as she cowers in the corner;
No escape from his angry, monstrous fluidity.
Purple bruises, purple like dead flowers, form on pure skin;
Markings of a non-existent whore.
Yet no cry will esape, she'll not make a sound.
All will be revealed;
Yes, all will be revealed.
Black night becomes light of day in corrupted innocence.
No makeup can cover the invisible scars she carresses;
Sheilding them to her breast, they are the only "love" she's got,
Alone in a world of molestation.
A lonely sigh catches in her throat with tears.
All will be revealed;
You'll see- all will be revealed.
Through broken screams,
All will be revealed.
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