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Please
She said.
Don’t touch me,
She screamed again;
Filled up with evil,
Yet you devoured her in haste;
Turning deaf ears to her calm noise –
You destroyed her beautiful self
Emptying your dirtiness into her bin.

Like a prey she was destroyed quickly,
Losing grip of herself.
She’s now a victim of her circumstance,
And that was it all.
Her treasure’s lost, her world’s crashed.
Her joy;
Lost…..

© I’m heywhy…
2018.

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