Stella
She..
by , 11-02-2006 at 05:41 PM (1234 Views)
She Wept, She cried…
She felt impure…
A wound inflicted…
It had no cure…
She knew not what to,
Say or do…
She could not start
Her life anew…
She said all through
Her helpless cries
No hope left…
In her tearless eyes…
She felt as if she’d,
Lost the race…
Fear and sadness,
Swept her face
Who'd know the value
of her dried up tears?
Who’d hear her silence?
Lend patient ears…
They all knew but to sneer and say…
“She asked for it and got her way!”
All they did was stare and gape
But could someone ask for a rape?
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