part of her

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they spread and escape
from people's mouths
scornful, scathing, shaming.

attacking the innocent one
lonely in the corner
people wonder,
'why does she never leave?'

the question should indeed be,
'how can we help?'
for these secrets and lies
have trapped her there,
unable to escape
forever and eternity.

scarring what's left of her
pure soul
and riddling it with
dark and untruthful thoughts.

she trembles and shakes,
and she always will.
it is part of her now.

received a touching message today about one of my poems... it means so much hearing your opinions and reading your comments. thank you guys so much.
note: I changed my username to @moonlit-roses , sorry about any confusion!
- senuri

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