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PIECES

We were best of friends, then lovers,
Until I became his slave.
Whipping me ,a hobby he derived pleasure in.
His talent?daily molestation.
I groan for death,has he rid me of my dignity
My eyes empty in pain
I was in love with a beast who enjoyed sucking me dry,
Love turned slavery.
My beauty fades away like smoke,
Wrinkles stretched out in lines.
His words were like fire,burning my heart to love him more.
His eyes were charming,drawing me closer to him.
He was a light skin beast,
A perfect pretender.
A diamond turned demon
Like lightening, he flashes through my path,
I own you,he said.
I bought you,he claimed.
I write from the pages of my heart,
B'cus my heart is shattered in pieces.
For until now,he still holds me captive,
Who will save my soul?
For my heart is broken into pieces..


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