i can feel him breathing down my back
,so hot so silent.
i can feel him staring at my mirror
as the glass begins to crack.
the child inside me, screaming for
affection. screams for the love of another.
first by the stranger, as he
begins to beat the child.
screaming from inside.
bruises appear, one side and another.
the child crys once more, the final
blow sends it tunbleling down the path
of rejection.
the mirror begins to inlagre
the cracks, blood seaping threw.
tears fading down the shell of the child.
shes falling away leaving her shell
broken and a banded.
blood spattered, tears shed
the soul finally joins the dead.
weeping over ones grave, flowers
thrown. forgotten into the worlds
war of confusion damnation.
lost and alwayas forgotten.
love
jane
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