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Victim of Susceptible Disgrace

The night was odd, dark, and nowhere to seen
People shuttered in the most crucial way
I beg some help, I'm so frightened
The tone of his voice 
The dagger he tightly hold
The mark he burnt in my legs, I crawled
He crashed me like I was stoned
My eyes closed, terribly knocking for justice
Blood runs to my veins, blood runs for crime
Tormented, wanting truth
Chanting a lightless tone 
The anatomy of hide and seek 
For I tortured and slowly meek 
Years of slavery, bitter case
He held me like I'm a victim of susceptible disgrace

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Casarah Nance

Date: 2/8/2015 7:58:00 AM

I love when poems have stories in them, situations that beg to be told. Now I only hope this is fiction, it has an intensity to it. Keep bringing to life characters with your writes! :)

Amor Otong
Date: 2/8/2015 7:57:00 PM

Thank you Casarah. Its such an honor to hear your opinion. I love tragedies, no happy ending kind of story, situational, reality. Love, Amor. Looking forward to see your works too. :)