Saturday, 21 February 2015

Silent Voice

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When he tried to squeeze me,
I touched the chillness
My mood swings
And I felt the stillness

I made the noise
No one heard my voice
I was silent
And he took over me

In his strength,
I was weak
The teardrops fell
He found pleasure

I saw myself in the ground
Was I dead
Or was I raped
Whom to ask?

I hugged him
I created the harmony
They blamed shame
Scandals spiced.

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