She searched for her peaceful grave
She kept from sight,
Crying into middle of the night.
She is afraid that others will sense the shame.
But was the girl really responsible to blame?
She feels too dirty with her clothes which are tore,
At the time when she is being flung on the bedroom floor.
A trusted man deliberated in drunken rage,
He broke her completely at very young age.
Till the scratches tell her story,
He nailed it very carefully.
That night came in her life like a howling storm,
With devastating transform.
While he was looking around,
She couldn't make a sound.
Taking her clothes off he would touch,
This haunted her innocence so much.
Her little heart was full of pain.
Through the rest of the life it would strain.
A smudge of blood was everywhere,
To ensure his feeling of conquer.
This girl that no one could save.
She searched for her peaceful grave.
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