As he draws back
Just to hear her screams.
But what is this
she is fighting back….
So he ties her &
beats her across the
ground…
She still screams…I can see It…
Her pain.
Her undressed
body…
and I was the next one..
Her green eyes kept me alive…
Just knowing she was around.
We were as sisters would be.
As he beat me until blood came..
She was his favorite…because he
only cut his favorites….
Stolen from or homes
& locked up like prisoners..
By these dirty men…
Our parents were
looking for us…
Our faces on TVs across the world.
I hope to God my mother nor father
Ever find me.
I just want to die..
Let them remember me as I was..
Their little girl….
One day green eyes Decided we needed to leave..
Run away…
None of the other
Girls would try to leave..
At about 12:00 at night
They always went to bed..
The dirty dogs…
So me & green eyes
stole the car…
But it wasn’t that easy…
Sadly the girl green eyed girl
Was caught…
she screamed
“Run…Never return”
I went straight to the police
They knew me right away..
I was covered in blood.
Naked..
Barely alive.
They called my mother & father.
I couldn’t say a word but
Help them, I pleaded.
They who.
One the officers inquired..
A tear rolled off my face on to the ground..
My mother tried to hold me.. I turned…
I couldn’t talk to her
The hell I went thought..
I couldn't face her or my father
They took me to the hospital
So many people came in
Wanting to know what happened
They saw it hurt to talk ,
but the little that
I told them was where
The girls were….
But sadly..
Once there
All we saw was death
Girls bodies scattered everywhere…
Then i saw green eyes
I took my coat off….
wrapped it around her naked broken body.
Her last words were
"I knew you would come back..
You’re the reason I waited. You was
my strength."
Next day she died..
not saying a word to no one
Like she finally gave up
the fight...
But she died free..
Not trapped.
Free
A story to be told
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A story to be told
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Re: A story to be told
i liked this best out of all of this last batch bug
its still a little rough
but it was really good
excellent write, excellent read
its still a little rough
but it was really good
excellent write, excellent read
/My first thought was, he lied in every word,
That hoary cripple, with malicious eye
....
......................................
...... And yet
Dauntless the slug-horn to my lips I set,
And blew. ``Childe Roland to the Dark Tower came.''
Childe Roland to the Dark Tower Came
Robert Browning 1812-1889
That hoary cripple, with malicious eye
....
......................................
...... And yet
Dauntless the slug-horn to my lips I set,
And blew. ``Childe Roland to the Dark Tower came.''
Childe Roland to the Dark Tower Came
Robert Browning 1812-1889
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