The peek of torture


I sing a lot at night
A deceptive nature I was
Pain in my voice
My screams far heard by everyone
Who torn a part of me with them
They will sleep on thorns all night
For they know not what I have been through
They will stay awake all night
Counting every mark on my body.

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torture and suffering for people who have hurt our soul.