Her cries were muffled
Silent and still.
She had now lost trust
But not her will.
To love, to hope,
Pretend and survive
How much of her freedom
Could he deprive?
She toiled away
Controlling her fear,
But her mind, her conscience
Was unsteady, unclear.
Her home was somber,
An entity of struggle
She could smell, she could taste
Putridity, then buckle.
Her voice got louder,
Louder in pain
Piercing the silence
As he fed his ego in vain.
Thorns in her flesh,
She knew it would fade
Refusing to allow him
To control and degrade.
Her morals, her dignity
Her freedom and rights
She was ready and knew
She had to put up a fight.
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