you felt safe
until the ones you loved
abused your trust
with a piece of old rusted steel
to cut off your armor of innocence
this bloodstained blade saw many faces
death, its silent companion, has spared you
for you are left mutilated
for you are left broken
there is no place for torture in this world
there can’t be no forgiveness for what they did to you
no tradition nor belief rectifies your stolen dignity
she felt safe
until you abused her trust
with an old rusted blade
you steal her dignity
and cut off her armor of innocence

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