Drip drop. Drip drop. Drip…
 
With her knees to her chest,
She cried silently
While her heart drummed loud
 
Her deep brown hair
Covering her face, 
She held herself tightly
 
Damaged her soul, Took her trust 
Rope burns on her wrist
Torn clothes on the floor
 
The red stained carpet
Became a reminder of
The innocence she lost
 
Smile. 
She told herself. 
Heaven awaits. 
 
Scattered rain upon the window sill 
A silver blade at her throat
Drip. Drop. Drip…
 
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