Wednesday, June 3, 2015

My Soul Is Weeping

My heart is crying

Pearls of innocence stolen
Chastity violated and broken
Nightmares stifled to protect the guilty
Shame hidden and plenty

Pain slamming against death's door
Dulled though the memory grows more 

Hunted at eight
Ashamed to participate
Victimized yet flattered
Childhood stunted and shattered

My soul is weeping

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