Tell Me You Felt Her Pain - Poem by Kirstie Duekett
Did you feel he pain,
as you layed her down for the power you intended to gain.
Did you hear her cry,
did you even ask yourself why.
Did you like to watch as she shook,
while you and your sick minded friends had a look.
Did you feel strong while you held her down for your own brother,
while he dominated and started to discover.
Did you mind cleaning the blood off of everything,
did you know you guys stole her spiritual wing.
I guess you never cared,
untill some of the facts of which she shared.
It doesn't matter now anyway,
because she is just a girl and no one listens to what she has to say.
Your secret is safe,
whild inside she is dying trying to go on and complete tafe.
Just know when she takes her own life,
forever in your mind you will keep the picture of her knife.
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