The Hands of Pain
My soul pounds with rage.
This heart has been scorched,
by your burning words.
My soul gasps for light
slowly suffocated,
By your hands of pain.
I bare the mark of shame.
Your touch has maimed my body.
My mind drowned out my screams.
Blow by blow,
Shamed so low.
Never did you know how,
Your hands of pain marked me.
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