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Untitled -- 8.18.2005
knelt down, she's crying in pain
shedding tears, and pooring blood,
she's holding her wounds.
afraid to look behind her,
she shakes with fear.
listening to the laughter,
she holds her head in shame
she wants to die now,
afraid of judgement
she stands up,
facing her enimy,
and stabs herself,
with the knife,
they tortured her with.
