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The Night She Died

Murder was in his gaze, As he seized her and slapped her face. She knew then, she had to fight, And that was the moment - she died. He tore her clothes and scratched her arms, but there was nobody to raise an alarm, She tried to hold him back but he just pushed her aside, And the second time that night - she died. She did not even raise her voice, But that animal, he left her no choice, It killed her to do so, but she defied, And a thousand times that night - she died. When she begged him to kill her and he roared, She couldn't hold it together anymore, Her soul withered, she broke down and cried, Coz that night along with her husband - she too died!!!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 7/7/2011 10:14:00 AM
intensely sad and heart touching one. Well Written.
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Date: 7/6/2011 10:59:00 AM
Thanks a tonne!!!! I wrote that poem to create awareness about the evils of domestic violence.
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Date: 7/6/2011 10:50:00 AM
Welcome to the soup. this is an intense sad poem. I hate seen people helpless. I would killsomeone that would harm a woman. Love your poem More please
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