Every night she died.
Every she fell to the ground.
Every night she asked him to take her.
Every night she tried to escape
This world,
This suffering,
This pain;
She couldn’t believe
That every night she died.
But still every day,
They forced her to survive.
There wasn’t a single time,
That she’d actually feel alive.
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Deep Dark Emotions ~ My poem and thoughts collection
PoetryHi! This is my collection of my original poems, and just some writings. Most of these are kind of dark but that's really just my personal style. I'll probably never mark this story as finished beacuse I write a lot of random emotional metaphores and...
