The Woman With No Name
The night drew closer,
her fear began to spread-
his abuse worsened....
playing games with her head-
"Why this wicked game?"
....said the woman with no name.
A tormented life she led,
wishing she wore death instead-
"I drown in self-pity and shame..."
....said the woman with no name.
November 12, 2016
Copyright © Lu Loo | Year Posted 2016
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