A pure white sheet she was
Stained all over the edges with brutal intentions.
Pressed down to the gut she conceals a secret
No soul could apprise her assertion.

She perceived him as an angel in loose,
Alas he was a demon that reigned hell.
Camouflaged behind the pain and bruises,
He fooled his saccharine words with poisonous actions
Casting a spell.

Fingerprints of his filthy hands lingering all around.
He ransacked not only her clothes but stripped
Her off her life layer by layer
He could discern hellfire in her but he
Mercilessly placed his hands across her.

As tears drowned the last time,
She prayed may my death usher in peace to
inhumane for her soul this abuse is illusory.
She closed her eyes and whispered,"dear god
unreal as it is may this be my dream."

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