*Battered I was terrified, When his hand clamped against my mouth. I struggled hard to decamp from his clutches, His grip was so tight, I knew there was no escape now. His evil laugh echoed, As he forced himself on me, as he saw me burning in pain. I really didn’t understand the pleasure he got, When he pushed harder and harder, excruciating pain filled me tormenting my soul. I yelped in great pain, But that didn’t seem to deter him, Instead it made him more violent. His every move Made me shriek with fear. It seemed like eternity, though it was just for sometime. He left me scarred, and completely shattered. I sat there alone and ashamed, His every scar on my body was a scar on my soul. My spirit crushed; All I’m now is a battered soul, a battered girl. -Deepika
Posted on: Tue, 22 Jul 2014 16:16:52 +0000
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