As the wind scorched her bare body,
And the moon caressed her ruffled strands,
She stood up,
Meek yet strong
Pulled the torn clothes over her bruised body
The light in her eyes, as bright as the day she was born
Bare and beautiful.
Just like all our sisters
Who've been there before,
Survivor
That's what she was.
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Prophecy [poetry]
Poetry❝ I'm a sinner whose only sin was to have loved too hard ❞ A prophecy of every soul that'd ever been caught in the whims of love and lust. One-liners and poetry.
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