The Hapless Crime of Being a Victim
It was a very dark night
With no one to listen her plight
She looked for mercy, but found wanton eyes filled with lustful delight.
She saw her life flash before her eyes, her fright now scaled new height
It was a horrendous feeling, one of pain and Hurt
Alas it was all over: the face of her family suddenly dazzled in her mind, clear and bright.
The perceived guilt-ridden existence weighed her like an anchor weighs a ship
The assailants had left her alive but scarred her for life
She dreaded society more than her present trauma, for she may recover from second, it is the first one which will haunt her for life.
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